Death knockin on my door
It's nearly the midnight hour
And the man says he needs to talk
Bout the long and weary roads he's walked
He sat down and said
I've seen joy and smiling faces
But also broken-hearted and deep dark places
And I don't know which is worse
To fake a smile and say something rehearsed
Or to let yourself lose the will of livin
But you got a life you've been given
So make it one with no regrets
He tipped his hat and sipped a beer
He looked in the mirror with zero fear
Even he, Death, couldn't scare himself
But often times he wished he was someone else
Maybe life would've been different
Or perhaps just the same
But maybe he'd be happier if he didn't regret every day
He sat down and said
I've seen the joy and the pain
Scars hidden and love erased
The pain I felt when she left me here
I tried to chase her and now I fear
What's all inside and can't escape
It hurts more and more each passing day
All tied up with a bow and your name
I've seen joy and smiling faces
But also broken-hearted and deep dark places
Never close my eyes to sleep
Because I can't escape this crazy dream
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Coping Mechanisms
RandomThis is a random collection of my writings when I become engulfed in my feelings, whether positive or negative. Writing them out is my coping mechanism. Enjoy and if you relate let me know!
