dear death,

you are grey and cold as ice,
but also sometimes sweet and nice,
you want me, i want you, too
but those feelings make me blue.

you are breathtaking and mean,
but i admit, i'm also kean
on meeting you on the other side,
or i'll never be satisfied

you're stonehearted, you are waiting
in a while we will be dating,
i am hopeless, i'm not strong,
soon all my feelings will be gone.

in these times i'm barely alive
i can't think straight, i take the knife.
wanna get rid of all this pain.
dear death,
i'll see you again.