Minutes feel like years,
hours close to decades.
I'm lying in bed
while my mind tries to fade.

A heart tends to feel
what words can't convey.
I am desperately fighting
to take myself away.

A soul that is heavy
with a body close to hollow.
I am fighting for sleep,
but my mind will not follow.

The advice you want to give,
I simply won't demand.
All I seem to wish for
is a heart that can withstand.

It is time for me to go.
For soon, I will see dawn.
I know that it is coming,
I know I will move on.

I thank you for your time,
I shouldn't keep you taken.
The only thing I ask
will be something left unspoken.

And death shall have no dominion.
Dead mean naked they shall be one
With the man in the wind and the west moon;
When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone,
They shall have stars at elbow and foot;
Though they go mad they shall be sane,
Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again;
Though lovers be lost love shall not;
And death shall have no dominion.

And death shall have no dominion.
Under the windings of the sea
They lying long shall not die windily;
Twisting on racks when sinews give way,
Strapped to a wheel, yet they shall not break;
Faith in their hands shall snap in two,
And the unicorn evils run them through;
Split all ends up they shan't crack;
And death shall have no dominion.

And death shall have no dominion.
No more may gulls cry at their ears
Or waves break loud on the seashores;
Where blew a flower may a flower no more
Lift its head to the blows of the rain;
Through they be mad and dead as nails,
Heads of the characters hammer through daisies;
Break in the sun till the sun breaks down,
And death shall have no dominion.

We met when the leaves were falling away from the of safety their branches.
It was apparent to everyone the effect that your smile had on me.
You were fond of my order that night.
It was destined to work, in your mind.
It was destined to fail in mine.
We shared our hearts,
Souls,
Minds,
Secrets,
Fears,
and dreams with each other.
Nothing could stop us.
Except for the fear that controls me.
You gently handed me your heart,
Soul,
Mind,
Secrets,
Fears,
Anger,
Tears,
Mornings,
Nights,
Regrets,
Passions,
Time,
and dreams.
But I wasn’t ready for such a treasure.
I realized it too late,
And I had to hand them all back to you.
You felt safe,
But I wasn’t.
With the change of events,
I have realized what was there.
With the change of events,
It is apparent what we were.
With the change of events,
You will learn what I truly am.
With the change of events,
You will be okay.

With
passion pray. With
passion work. With passion make love.

With passion eat and drink and dance and play.

Why look like a dead fish
in this ocean
of
God?