Death i thought was freedom.....acquiring it was my plan..but i stand here all the worlds below and the heavens above....i look at them comparing, of one door i have come and one stairway i shall take....to the beauties unbound and mine forever.....but
they seem to haze, i cant hear the birds chirp nor can i now smell the lilacs....all i see here is a perfectly sewn lawn, but i still miss the ones i loved and the ones who loved me, their eyes when they hold mine.... in a gaze which these angels cant.... God send me back i should'nt have longed to embrace death, i want to feel again, i want to love again, i have left some words unsaid i want to say them again.....
i want to be wanted again....
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