What I Wrote on My Gravestone -10-18-22 -part 2-

Grab a hold of me gently Don't jab my heart with this cruel knife Understand me completely I'm like a crab, living in its shell all my life Shelter me in my cell Hell broke loose in my heavenly dwelling place in which I dwell We are both lost, I can tell Selling my soul to the angels above as my spirit goes pell-mell Assuming life is an easy game of hide 'n seek...I will reach to the Mountain's peak I'm weeping tears of joy like a boy who found his lost toy, as small as tinfoil I'm in the brink of ruin, but I'm perishing away what makes me weak -- Hopelessness that dares to break me and reduce me to toil...coiling in shocking turmoil Majestic and precious is your smile You melted away my perilous pile Of fretfulness and defiled me with lament Here I am, I write this down on my gravestone that all my sins I have done in this lifetime...I forever repent... I got out of hand, so I repent... I don't want to die in fire forevermore Understand, I never meant To hurt you the way I did before I am forgiven to the core I promise I won't do it once more I am given a second chance beforehand To change my ways before I live life in this dance, in which I take your hand What I wrote on my gravestone Understand that you're not alone We feel dead inside on our own and we can comprehend us and depend on each other Maybe, one day, I will answer my phone and you'll be on the other end, unless you love another