Something has changed about this bed I sleep in every night
It's not the same like the old days
Where I would sleep and smile in my dreams
Nowadays all I do is wake up
Scared that I don't have enough to live
Like my days are numbered and maybe I should say goodbye to family and friends
Pray that I meet them again in another world
A better world hopefully
That they would discern who I am
Even when the old skin will be clothing my body
That they still live their lives happily without me
That sometimes when they reminisce about me
It brings them great pride instead of tears
I'll meet up with those that left before I did
Speak about those I left behind about how blessed I was after meeting  each one of them
Miss them as I watch over them in their sleep
Miss how they made me feel loved
Miss their jokes and smiles
Miss the music I would sit down and write
To comfort my soul when I felt so alone
Miss the river that flowed in every vessel in my body
The river of great love and passion for those that were always in my sight
Before I do miss every fight and hug
I wanna say I love them.
Before the last time they set their eyes on me, it would be in a casket