I am not afraid of you like others are,
It is not you who takes my daily thoughts,
I keep coating these lungs with tar,
And no day I feel I’ve been taught.
The pain I enquire is not so the same,
That petrifies my nerves,
Reverse me from this game,
The agony of which death serves,
Is one I wish not to endure.
Take one day of my life with hurt,
A life in which I wish was pure,
My heart, my soul, covered in dirt.
Understand that, death, I am not scared,
But with injury and torture my worries shared,
Peace in you i know i’ll find,
And with that you keep peace at mind