I'm dead, but still alive.

I don't know how, but I survived.

My heart has stopped, still I can walk.

I can hear, feel, even talk.

I wait for someone. whom, I don't know.

To come with me, me alone.

To give me, what I desire.

Love, as bright as fire.

Someone, to hold tight.

Without feeling any fright.

For now, I'm all alone.

But soon.

I feel.

I know.

That will be gone.