When you touch me
I feel all the hair on my body stand up
As if it's reaching to see if it's you,
Yes you,
The most stunning and enchanting human being,  
Touching my body.

When you touch me
I feel warm and cold at the same time.
As if my body doesn't know how to react
To this,
This perfect human contact, skin on skin.                        
I think I'm melting.

When you touch me
And breathe your warm, sweet breath on my neck                                  
While tracing along with your tongue,
It seems
Like I've never been so far from reality.
Transcendental.

Why have I attempted suicide so many times
And lived?

I've forgotten morality,
Dignity, mortality.
I'm barely a human at this point.
So impulsive, self-centered
Self-loathing, ill-tempered.
Sanity where do I join?

I breathe on the Moon...
A star catches attention.
Is that you, Mother?

And at last I feel I've found you
As I'm slipping through the cracks
I take my final deep breath
And lie down on the tracks

When you died, I died.
Thank you for forgiving me.
I'm so sorry,  Mom.