Death is so tempting..
It is the end of
what you are doing,
what you need to do,
what you desire for,
and what others seek from you.

The fog is rolling in
As the rain hits the ground
She stares out the window
Not making a sound
She cannot sleep or eat
She can barely breathe
Thinking of life
Makes her shake at the knees
She wants so badly
To leave this town,
But who can she turn to
When no one is around?
If she could do so
She would think up a scheme,
But all she knows now
Is to live in her dreams
So she dreams away
Constantly hoping
Today is the day
When her eyes open
And she is in space
Where no one can find her
And no one will mind her
Not taking up space
Next to the window
She is gone, too far

we sometimes play hide and go seek
with our clothing in your room
and they always end up winning,
so we find each other instead
first your hands to my waist,
then my lips to your neck;
holding each other from falling
off the edge of the earth,
as we slip into a beautiful dreamland together