I am the earth

I can hear bubbles popping all around me. I'm floating and numb. There is broken glass floating around me. I call you, but I have no voice. I close my eyes and go to that place, the hidden place where I can breathe and move again. Pins and needles pinch my body and I stroke myself. Whispers all around, swirling in a hurricane of mist around me like ghosts. Cold hands holding a candle. Those green eyes poisoned me. Green eyes like the forest, haunted forest where I lay. Bubbles pop and my hair glitters in the sunshine. The ripples in the water twinkle. Whispers. Whispers from many voices whisper together and grow into a whispering shout. Sharp, cold screech like a banshee. I'm floating and screaming like a banshee. I touch my face but I can't feel it. Fat fingers like sausages. I'm in a hidden place, safe from the ghosts, the haunted forest, the glittered water, the popping. Salty air. Fragile lips. Cold lips. You hide in your office behind your desk you're invisible. A ghost screeching and scratching the air. You feel safe in your chair. Hidden from the glitter and candles. Away from the whispers. In your mind you tiptoe in the forest. Green eyes twinkle like fairy dust. Oh those hands are so cold. Cover up my child. Silence under water. You go to the safe place. Under the desk. Behind those eyes. Poisoned from the wax of the candle. Pins and needles on my lips. I lay here, drained from all life. Roots growing from my fingers. Leaves growing from my hair. Rays shine out of my eyes. My smile is a cave where I hide. Oh my soul, oh my heart. Cold breath like stones, soft whispers like moss. Birds in my head. I feel it all. I glitter in the water. Floating in the air, traveling everywhere. Rotten apples. We can live forever. Hold my hand, I am stone, earth and air. Hear me screetch when I scratch the air, in my safe place, biting down, melting on the floor. Pins and needles.