I want a bed like the aftermath of tears

I want a bed like the aftermath of tears. I want the soft sheets to feel silky like dripping noses and red cheeks, but just dried up, and clean and pure and all better. Like everything evil has vanished with the warmth of salt. I want a bed like hugs from a loved one, someone who tells you its all gonna be okay. But I dont have that someone, so i curl up and i hug my ribs and shoulders and stomach/i hug myself. I hope, I hope its all gonna be okay.

I want a smile like the bridge of a light thats gone out for you, but you hold it alive for me. And i will again walk across this bridge and show it to you/and again light it for you/and this time light ir for. And its all better, and it'll be all better until its all better. And you wake up and love is a green world of life. That makes you think you'll live okay, alright, good even sometimes.

Norsk:

Jeg vil krype opp i en seng etterlatt av tåredrypp og perler, en dyne mykere enn en dryppende rød nese, og trette sammenklistrede øyne. Jeg ønsker verden tørket bort av myke varsomme fingre. Som en sakte pustende lunge. Som et