I want to choke myself
Just to see what it feels like.
I want to cut my wrists
Just so I can feel the desire to sleep.
I want to look from above, from the sizzling sky
Just to feel the presence of another lonely soul.
I want to be born again,
This time from the love of flowers and death.
I shall live on another galaxy
Where I can hear the rain echo through existence
And where love travels through eternity,
From every cell to a lonely heart,
Ringing on the bells of a troubled mind,
It shall give hope for a better day.
A day where we are just an illusion,
An illusion of broken hearts finally finding peace of mind,
Somewhere across the distance,
Or maybe under a pillow at night.