Nondescript Birth

Do you believe in grief?
I've been wondering
I've also not been sleeping
But wanted too


Sleep without dreaming
Wake without screaming


I've trembled with you beside
My haunted thoughts
Left nothing inside

I think I want to die
Then actually be born
In a happy sign
In a  relief sign
I know a messiah


So how'd you live?
I had to ask
Because I've a call
One ring
and seven times to die
Once asleep and resting
I get called whilst fading
In white lightless eyes
That send me dreaming

I want to die
Then be born
A nondescript birth
You'll believe me
Once you see me
healing
or when
I float through the ceiling