The Sky needs no one, no love She knows no limit, holds many secrets Beautiful, untouchable Let me bow before you Pour out my heart to you The Sky will always listen.
Shed your skin Open your skull Remove the sins Remember the love Begin again.
We are Two equal to One Day and Night, Moon and Sun Dark Clouds and Rain Blood Flow and Vein Where you go, I will follow Without you, there is no tomorrow.
The room is cold, bland and boring When She appears, I feel my heat warming.
We are Two who equal One She is me, flesh bone and blood She is the tree, roots branches and leaf My sister is the Sky, and I a tree.
She is the Sky.
She is the Sky, endless untouchable existence.
When I was in the hospital after my suicide attempt, my twin sister wrote this poem for me.