September 11, 2001

Tell me I didn't see that
Someone please tell me what just happened
Better to believe it to be an accident
Until my reality was shattered
As life's storyboard began spilling over
Out of the boxes that once held it so nice and neat
All the while I still plead
Praying for God to stop that plane
As the visions of madness drive me insane
Because I am helpless to stop the act
And the show just goes on
Screaming like a train that's left the tracks
Blinded by grief, I break out in cold sweats
Wondering what happens now and who will be next
If I wake up from this @#$% this will all just subside
But I am very much awake; and naivite has died