Love Compared To Death

Its like you're a dream, thats never coming true.
Its like you're a sleep, and your not coming to.
You're the cause, thats bringing me so much pain.
But still I come, in need of your help again.

When I fall...

I hear your voice, its whispering words to me.
I have no choice, it all fits so perfectly.
And each sound, catches me right away.
So I begin to realize, just what you want say.

When I breathe...

I take in all the moments that have happened.
Its like I invite, only the blackened.
Then I exhale, and all my dreams disappear.
Away happiness, welcoming the fear.

When I see...

The emptiness, which is rapidly consuming.
Taking over, my heart and hallow is resuming.
Standing alone, as cold death bits my cheek.
Falling apart, because I am just too weak.

When I taste...

The gentle occurring savor of death.
Its taking over, each of my last breathes.
Since the last, time that you actually cared.
I keep on going, I am no longer scared.

Between you and death, death wins, no compared... -