When Death Calls

I long for a place of freedom & peace, Where mortal filth does not exist, a place pure & clean. I want to go there, but I don’t know where it is, I see it in my mind & reach for it in my dreams. Each day I wander aimlessly upon this earth, Trying to find rhyme or reason, the purpose of my birth. Although I have great blessings, I still cannot find, Fulfilment & peace within my mind. I don’t know how or when my spirit died, All I know, is, that I feel numb inside, I hate that often feel this way, It adds to my feelings of guilt & betray. And so, it continues, no peace for my mind, This war in my head, is what I wish to leave behind. I long for a place, with no tears and no pain, I know it exists, I can hear it calling my name.