Disclaimer- I do not own CSI
I thought I would try something different. In the mind of Sara's mum/or Sara, whatever you believe happened.
This is my life, I should have power.
This is my time, this is my hour.
But I give in, and let him win, carrying me away.
He covers my face and I cannot see.
I try to shout but my mouth is frozen.
And my eyes cannot scream.
He takes away my light and I fall like a flower.
Cut at the neck.
This is my life, I should have power.
This is my time, this is my hour.
But I give in, and let him win, pushing me away.
He crushes my chest and I cannot breath.
I try to gasp but my air is wavering.
And I'm only human.
I crawl in the darkness break free from the pain.
I shout out for help before he grabs me again.
And as I have some hope that I may be found,
I am too late as my head hits the ground.
This is my life, I should have power.
This is my time and this is my hour.
But I give in and let him win…
What more could I do wrong?