In My Thoughts

Seasons

In the autumn stage of my days
Life blew by like a summers breeze
Waiting for the cold winter haze
When I can lay here and die at ease

I wont be here to see the spring
I great death like an old friend
I start to hear the angels sing
As my life comes to an end

Too many times have I contemplated death
But am I the one who is on the run?
As I step back and take a deep breath
I embrace for the worst to come.

With time All my wounds will heal
I have faced my biggest fears.
Despite the way it makes me feel
I am forced to hide my tears.

I lay in my bed.
And I close my eyes
I finally rest my head
The sleep to end a life.