On the brink

Moving endlessly,
the vortex has me.
I can't die,
and I'll never get away.

Prisoner in an empty cell,
tortured by only myself.
It'll never end,
I can never escape.

Death comes for the choosen,
the choosen won't tell me how it happens.
So I wait here,
forever.

She never left

It comes from a place in the back of my head,
where the ground is chared and the sky is red.
It comes to tell me something I'll always dread,
words that no one else hears because they're in my head.

I try not to hear them,
and I try not to listen.
But they keep calling,
trying to change my decision.

Now I must tell you,
because the words have escaped.
I'm in love with a girl,
whos now gone away.

Where she has gone,
I may never know.
It is only in my dreams,
that she never left.

Everything quite,
nothing move.
Hard south breeze,
sleep in till noon.

Turn all the lights off,
let the sun go down.
Deep north breeze,
put the fire out.

Climb into bed,
find peace with yourself.
Strange wind change,
you didn't put the fire out!