Waiting To Die
If I died would you come to my funeral
Would you stand there looking at me, waiting to exhale
Would you miss my smile, my face, and my laughter
Your chance is now gone; I'm in the hereafter
Will you cry to my mother, saying you're sorry
Don't mind it now, I'm heading to glory
I don't understand the pain that you feel
Now that I'm gone, I'm starting to heal
The pain that I felt on earth when I walked,
Is the pain you will feel until the day you are dropped
Dropped in the earth, with dirt all around you
We'll try this again, at the gates that will bind you
Copyright © Sarah Sublett | Year Posted 2011
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