i'm not here right now

I watched as her chest slowly fell after each rise.

It was a beautiful sight, really.

She was wrapped in a blanket, while her favorite song lulled her to sleep.

I gripped the knife tighter.

Her red hair moved slightly in the beach wind,

and she smiled everytime a wave hit the shore.

Then, her eyes fluttered open.

She stared at me, eyes wide, and then slipped a sweet, sad smile.

"Dolly baby, go back to sleep..." She whispered through heavy tears.

I stayed standing.

She quckly became fearful, and threw of the cover to discover my legs were no longer attached to my body.

I was done sleeping.