Life and Death

Life and death
Such a fine line 
Dying to take those few breaths 
Wishing you could turn back time
The frailty of this life

What do you do when all you can do is wait
Hoping the inevitable never comes 
Praying for another day
It's killing me 
Each minute brings me closer to my going insane 
A heart cut open and bleeding 
Trying to bargain with fate

I didn't want this day to ever come 
Hoped the nightmare wouldn't ever arrive 
Now helplessness is the hour hand 
In this race against time 
Minute by minute,
I sit here waiting for something ,
A breath ....
the smallest  sign of life 

Like the scent arising from
lilacs 
every single spring 
So will the mourning from my broken soul 
rise and sing 
Stories of love
Stories of loss
How strange that death should sing 
Ascending with the sweet fragrance 
Of life's delicate sting

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