Mortals

Losing people left and right,
Some are dead and some are alive,
Why does one hope so much
Even when one knows the pain will hurt?
Cancer eating people alive,
Suicides killing others from inside,
Heart attack stopping two hearts,
A quite whisper to end it all,
The last breaths now seem quite dear,
Goodbyes seem to have a new importance here,
What if you pass on without the chance
To say goodbye and end the storm?
So much to do, so much unsaid,
- I want it over dear aunt,
Let me go with you.

Childish Dreams

One day I'll live near the sea,
And my lover will be with me,

At a quaint, old house,
A small fireplace and a pet mouse,

Where many waves will crash,
I'll look on down as they splash,

And I'll see a november night sky,
Dark blue against the black sea,

When behind me there is light,
And someone standing near feeling right,

A welcome dinner and a warm bed,
Some place I own, to where I'm led -

By childish dreams and a floating mind,
All the details are not caught in rhyme,

But this will be true one day,
And I'll see those same stars and say :

Hello.