The rain is tapping on the roof top, a soft breeze whistles through the cracked window. I've lost my mind, lying on the floor, floating, leaving this place. No one seems to notice what my eyes are whispering. Shades of green, bursts of red, and spots of brown, colors to hover the window to my soul. I've lost my mind. I can hear the cries of all the people in the house. The spirits of them all, slowly sinking, drowning in the sea. I wish someone could see, see the truth within me. It's not beautiful, nor bright, but dark and glum. I should hide the grotesque brokenness. I suppose I have this down, no one knows. I lost my mind. The carpet beneath me is starting to brush harshly upon my skin. I toss, I turn and the thunder strikes. I can taste the salt, it burns my eyes and dries my skin. Have I told you, I lost my mind.