Imagine these imagery:

I'm split in two, from floor to ceiling.

There's a vast distance between these two when the character entering into screaming after the --- glass shattering Hands wielding bloody cuts, --- Attempted murder?

Maybe splitting in two rips wide open and that took another events like: My best laid plans- paint... slowly peeling. --- painting or any paint that too much exposure to light or dust would "slowly peeling" ---- The air, thin, too hard to breathe. -- must have something happen to the character in the "splitting"mode, maybe can't accept the fact life is not treating the character well. ---- Solitary vigil, a mountain- ---- this world of smoke and fire. ---- A nice place to be alone, maybe contemplating about what's going on in the character's feeling or mind. --- could be the smoke and fire symbolizes something more more than what is said... --- Fingers grasp the wheel,
and I just drive... ---- then we suddenly saw (in our imagination) grasping a wheel and where it lead us is unknown. ----Visions appear and swiftly go, ----- it is vague what vision it is but we have to stay it that way. ----- Conjure burning afterglow... ------ maybe this is the vision? i'm only guessing. ----
But I can't stop time. ----- why was the character want's to stop the time? Does the character needs to "change"or "undo" his deeds? or something...

Just my two cents, wandrnrose7 .... Hope you don'ti mind my critiquing the first stanza...