she stood at the top of the building
staring at the people living
walking around selfishly
unforgiving
speeding entities looking devilishly up at her
and laughing, who is she kidding?
her paranoia takes control
she sees herself fall gracefully
her body is what they stole
but her soul lingers peacefully.
an enigma, staring at the scene that took its toll
as an image that will never be forgotten.
like a paranoid Polaroid.
burnt into her eyes
Her own paranoid Polaroid.