when death comes softly to my door
i will not greet him as before
so long i fought with stubborn breath
turning away the call of death
now all the battles linger deep
their quiet weight i always keep
im not afraid just tired it seems
like fading fire beneath old dreams
ive walked so long through dark and light
through endless days and endless nights
ive carried hope through every scar
and wondered how i made it this far
and should he come to me again
i think ill welcome silence then
maybe ill rest where shadows fall
and not feel the weight of it all
Mar 27
Mar 27, 2026 at 2:42 PM UTC
when death comes softly to my door
i will not greet him as before
so long i fought with stubborn breath
turning away the call of death
now all the battles linger deep
their quiet weight i always keep
im not afraid just tired it seems
like fading fire beneath old dreams
ive walked so long through dark and light
through endless days and endless nights
ive carried hope through every scar
and wondered how i made it this far
and should he come to me again
i think ill welcome silence then
maybe ill rest where shadows fall
and not feel the weight of it all
