TYTY

I crave death quietly;
a cotton blanket caressing me; 
this life is one not meant to  
be. 

Death, I would not seek you out, 
but if you asked me for a dance, 
I would. 
Because I know without a doubt
Death would be another chance.

Do-over

Two bodies, one heart
Opposite thoughts, one mind
We found each other at the time 
When our future didnt seem so bright 
Though we seemed hopeless
And we thought we were done 
We figured out the mess
And became one
One unit led by the feeling
Which neither one could deny
I didnt believe it could be so
But with you i know i can fly