Dangerous Desires

Death sits upon me like a wet blanket
Hovering, waiting for me to give-in
My soul cries for its tempting release
But my body refuses to be taken
Pressure seems to be stomping at me from all sides
As the pain inside grows stronger
Death calls to me causing a burst of desire
Telling me I don\'t have to deal with this much longer
If only I\'d stop resisiting
And put out these painful fires
No longer would I have to suffer
If only I gave into these dangerous desires.....