The War With Heaven.

Dreams seem to swell up and dance into the night sky.

I don't know if I should let you in.

Time has broken my walls, and you sit so close.

Hesitant to move forward through my openings,

I'm only pulling you closer and closer.

The days feel more complete and resolved by your side.

The long walks filled by your voice;

When silence shows about, it's crystal, peaceful.

Why do you look at me like that?

I am just a girl, drifting in and out of my head.

Will you stay if I let you in?

Or are you already here?