Save Me
As these thoughts begin to fly,
I look into death, his eyes.
An abyss of dread and black,
His cold heart I attempt to crack.
As I beg for my life to spare.
I give a knock but no ones there...
And as I plea for him to give,
He still says I will not live.
Tears now stain my eyes,
As I write my last goodbyes.
I stare into to pit of death,
And as I take my final breath.
I am falling, won't you catch me?
Save me from this heart that's kneeling.
Light my path, show me the way.
So that I can live, just another day.
My work is done,
My plan has been made.
The last tear I'll ever cry,
Falling as goodbye this life I bade.
I feel the cold of deaths breath,
Running down my spine.
But my tears have already left.
Leaving nothing to call mine.
I face my fear head on,
And challenge it to the fight.
If this world wants me gone,
At least I'll go out right.
I am falling, won't you save me?
Catch me from my falling, maybe?
Take my hand, drag me away,
So you I can thank someday.
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