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