The world shakes and shatters,
Slowly slipping away..
In the moment everything fades to gray…
No sunlight upon my skin...
As it seems I am slipping, slipping in….
The blurry sensation, so much disorientation…
I wait for I know it is to come…
The moment my feet, will once again know solidity…
The seconds ooze by at a snails pace, for I now know I have lost this race.
The only thing I know to be true is this landing has gone estray.
Tiger
