I open my eyes and there you are
I close my eyes and there he is
I open again and you look scared
I close them tight and he smiles back

His soft remarks, my soft reply
Your tender hands, my loving sigh
His questioning stares as to why I never smile
Your lack of interest in someone else's problems

His love for her
Your love for me
My heart has split in two

I didn't mind the headache,
or the weakness in my stomach
when I opened my eyes this morning.
All that mattered was his hands caressing my sides,
down past my thighs;
His crooked half smile that made my heart swim;
His huge arms as they pulled me into him,
his determination to make sure there was no space between us;
His breathing as he slowly fell back to sleep,
and his soft whispers in my ear
as I drifted further into unconsciousness.
He
He is the one for me.

Hello stranger, masked friend
Come to watch me sleep again?
Walk behind my shadow
falling down onto the pavement, hard
Footsteps crashing down, hard.
Head snapping backwards as you reach and ****** my hair, hard
Crying as you pull me down the street,
knees scraped,
knees bleed,
feet stumble,
hands fumble,
head spinning,
you grinning,
me screaming,
down the street into the dark.

My dreams are slowly crashing down
towards the bullseye on my head;
I don’t want to face reality,
I don’t want to face tomorrow.

Il est a moi,
Il n'est pas.
Il est ma vie,
Il va surement etre mon deces.
Il me fait sourire tant que je suis pres,
Il me fait sourire tant qu'elle ne l'est pas.
Ma tete c'est quoi ne pas faire,
Mon coeur c'est seulement ce qui pourrait etre.

I seek you angel of death;
Breath down my spine,
taint my soul with your tongue.
Steal my final breath and relieve me of this burden;
Open my eyes to your world.

This sickness shall grow
As each stroke hits the canvas
I'll paint the sink red