In an instant the feeling shot away,

A sudden pain, but now left empty and frayed.

One by one, the sky ruptured around me.

One sky,

Three skies.

One me,

Three directions,

Two lives now askew.

One me,

Three slit layers - not yet seeping red,

But red mottled through.

No door will open,

No window will break.

an empty void fills my 'e s c a p e'