He was always after me.

I felt him tapping on my mother's belly,
As curled smaller and tighter with the noose around my neck.
He let me go then,
But still,
I didn't dare breathe.

He hid in the shadows and waited for fate,
Took me to the lake,
Told me beautiful lies,
And when I swam in the ocean of happiness,
He held my arms by my side.
He let me go then,
But still,
I didn't dare breathe.

He waited patiently yet again,
And bade his time by taking my family,
I saw many white-washed walls,
Chained and imprisoned against my will.
He let me go then,
But still,
I didn't dare breathe.

He had wings of fury,
And burnt everything I had dreamed,
I was scarred and sacrificed,
But I rose from the ashes.
He let me go then,
But still,
I didn't dare breathe.

Now I'm kicked out,
Standing on thorns of suffering,
He called me again, he did.
He held me close this time,
Planted a kiss on my forehead.

I was wrong about him.
When the world gave me suffering,
He offered me salvation.

*Hey Death,
Come with a smiling face,
And embrace me forever,
With Your glorious arms.