IF DEATH COMES KNOCKING

If Death comes knocking at my door I won't scream and bite and claw I won't beg for a stay Of just one more day If Death comes knocking at my door I think I'll smile And peek over her shoulders At all the beloved faces I'll run into loving embraces When Death comes knocking at my door

Waking up today I realized I've been more than asleep, I've been drifting through my own life, the prisoner of an endless grief. The hole in my heart won't heal. I can't feel anything but the pain in me, and all my joys are fleeting, for others and never for myself.

We all need a little death in our lives.