One day she’ll come for me

I’ll probably call for her on my knees

She’ll catch my tears

Silence my fears

Tell me I’ve done well fighting all these years

She’ll scoop my head up,

Cup my chin in her hands

I’ll ask her to stop all the pain,

If she can

Death will wrap herself around me

Kiss me ever so gently

And with that touch

She’ll take the air from my lungs

Stop the pump in my chest

And kill off every single voice in my head

I’ll no longer be living,

but at least they’ll be dead.