You don't know what you want
You don't know what you feel
It is nothing
You reach for the image in front of you

You hit your hand upon the glass
The image smiles at you
You try harder
But you don't know why

Images everywhere
Smile at you
You try to hit them all
But they dodge and begin to laugh

This amusement at you
Why?
It is funny that you can't kill them?
You slowly reach out

But your own throat is in your grasp
You twist it tighter
Not even trying to get air
Your vision becomes blurred

They continue to laugh
Their wings spread
White and pure
You cry

You feel the tear run down your cheek
It's as if an ice cap has been broken
Hot, raw emotion flows over you
Your neck twists tighter

Air becomes less and less
But you don't feel the urge
You don't need air
You don't need anything

You are falling and cannot stop
Your neck twists tighter still
The blood pours from your ripped throat
And you cry

You wipe the tear in anger
Pound upon your chest
You suddenly want the air
But it doesn't want you anymore