A smile comes across her face.
Death is her name.
Such a calculated embrace.
My chest begins to pound.
Because I know she'll be there in the morning.
I won't even make a sound.
My lungs press tightly against my bones.
As we lay side by side.
Death tightens itself around my throat.
She wants to take me home.
I fight for air.
Death and I are caught in a stare.
Eye to eye.
As i lie, the bed of thorns wrapping me tight.
Pull me through!
No matter how much it hurts my insides.
Because of you, I will fight for my life.
Oh, my God, the pain penetrates my bones.
Pull me out no matter how much this hurts.
She will not kill me.
I will not sign my death certificate.
One scream, it's over.
My beating heart, lies exposed.
Bring me back, so together we can stand.
Death let go of my fragile hand.
You pull my body from this death bed.
Repair the scratches that cover my surface.
The blood has stained my skin.
Cleanse the body.
Refresh my mind.
Just look me in the eyes.
When will you realize that you have brought me back.
You will never understand how much I appreciate that.
I will fight with you right to the gates of Hell.
You have shown me that I will never be alone.
You have proved me wrong.