The Death of Myself

The Death of Myself By Aidan Gilbert I remember the day where in death I lie I lie on the ground and make no sound There are no more games I tie myself up in chains Those demons that fill me with fear I know my fate is near I know my fate Does not lead to heaven’s gate I cry for help But know I am wearing the devil’s belt My life is filled with bait So I take it And always think it is too late To go to my Savior’s fate Which is filled with mercy and grace I am too ashamed to look him in the face With tears and lies Pouring out of my eyes I turn around Bound to die I can hear the bells From hell calling my name But for a second I do not feel the same For I am not a dope I have a lost hope That is a dream That seems so real I can feel God’s hand on me I feel free But cannot see For the sin on me is too deep I can see inside hell With the empty desire And the mass fire I see badness And people with sadness Just like me they did not learn And got burned by the devil’s sting And put on his ring That capture them From God’s love I am not there yet For I did not make a bet To the devil for my soul Even though it has holes I stay above water Thanks to the grace of my Father I get stalked by the terrors at night I fight against what is right But I have a small grip To the Most High And I will not die But oops I slip And fall Like a doll But I look into God’s eyes And know I live in the shelter of the Most High For God’s angels come down and save me And lift me high Into the sky To heaven I open my eyes I am free This is where God wants me to be Man am I glad I held on to the little faith I had