Disclaimer: I don't own Alias...if I did, this would be much more accurate and it would have a certain time it took place...and I'd be bloody rich too...



A/N: This from Sydney's pov. She's just finished a mission and something went wrong-somebody died or she just learned what SD6 really is or something significant...decide for yourself. It's her drifting in and out of the thoughts she was experiencing right after it happened and the day after as she thinks back on it...enjoy and review with and comments or suggestions please, never finished revising completely...ooops...well, I guess it's an impressionistic poem, you can fill in the missing blanks, YEAH!! Less work for the lazy author!!









I was lying there in a land I don't now in the freezing rain yesterday

Lying alone, my face in the ground as my body pulsed with pain

I couldn't move, I couldn't see, I couldn't fight the strain

I heard the footsteps coming, and I just couldn't hide my shame



Broken, alone, my life's not my own...and now it never will be

Because everything I've come to know, it's too much reality

And everyone I've come to love, they can never see

That I am nothing but a lie...and freedom's never free





I can't tell if I'm crying or if it's rain running down my face

It never should've been like this, but time will not erase

The things I've known, the things I've seen-oh, where's my saving grace

But I know now I must press on and I cannot leave a trace





Footsteps splashing stop beside where my broken pride now lies

His shoe softly pokes my leg as he lets out a little sigh

"Come on Syd, get up. Let's go...and please don't start to cry."

His hand falls on my limp shoulder, and I must be dignified





Suddenly I feel my blood spilling out across the ground

I think he already knows though my lips won't make a sound

As he flips me onto my back, pain screams out like a hound

I am very cautious to make sure no weakness can be found





I try to pull myself together, but I can barely move

His eyes look sad and worried as they meet mine, and we must choose

What to do to get out of here before it's one of us we lose

He drags me up and I can feel the water seem through my shoes



When drapes his coat uselessly around me, I know there's nothing I need to prove



Pulling me slowly to my feet as I struggle to stay upright

I know the important things I've done will be covered up tonight

And as he half carries me off and out of sight

Underneath his wing I know that I will soon take flight



I have to...there's no other way out...



















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