Holding on with dear life,
To afraid to let go and see what's in store for me.
The threads are coming so loose,
I'm afraid for they might break anytime now.
Maybe they aren't breaking too soon.
I'm just scared for my time to come.
I know its soon,
Far too soon for my likings.
But I will accept it,
And welcome death with open arms,
No matter how afraid I am to loose my life.
