I was scared of you, oh, death.
I feared your vengeance
I feared your woe
I feared that I'd not see myself grow anymore
,yet to be subjected to you is a blessing
That one who is hurt must acquire
And that blessing might hurt everyone, but the pained
Those who are affected by great despair.
Oh, you are my greatest of Allies,
Resting me in a bed of feathers
Striking relief in this endless of pains
Making me a tragedy once more
And oh, you are the worst enemy I have
Taking the life I wished to see
Threat to my future, to my very desire
To the life I wish to live by.
I want to take the hand you extend
yet want to stay for a bit longer, too
I want to see your very essence
That of which I could understand more
The essence of life and death and pain
The essence of my existence and fall
Oh, the need to see you now, my dear
Is killing me more than my deep sorrow.
