Deaths Door
I wish they would have let me go
when I was at deaths door
I wish it was like the past
I wouldn't feel like an outcast
if I died I wouldn't feel so insane
or be in so much pain
I hate my life just the same
people always playing f***ed up games
always out to hurt each other
can never love one another
we live to feel pain
we will never be the same
I feel its time to walk thru deaths door
I have nothing in my life no more
kids n grand kids have lives of there own
my kids being all grown
I want nothing from anyone
certainly cant get love from that someone
nothing left for me but sin
I'm sure they will let me in
so its time to knock on that door
cause for me there is no more
except to knock on deaths door
Copyright © Lisa Brady | Year Posted 2019
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