I’m dying…
I’m dying.
I’m dying!
Am I dead?

I can feel it…
It’s coming!
There’s nothing left to be said.

The hurt, its unbearable!
How it seethes, how it burns!
My soul is being ripped to pieces,
In pain it tosses and turns.

My body is weakening,
Each new breath is a chore.
My heart, it’s dying
Of this I am sure.

It wants to die.
It wants to waste away.
It makes my body reject all nourishment
It’s asking death to stay.

Death be merciful,
Death be kind
Death please,
Take this heart of mine.

Death be nimble
Death be sleek
Take away the heart
That makes me so weak.

Death, take it all
Take it all away
My soul needs rest
In my bed I just want to lay.

Death, just take it
Take this heart
Pick up the pieces,
It’s so torn apart.

Death, please help me,
Take away the pain,
Take away this organ,
That has been so maimed.

Death, if I can’t have him
I want no one at all
Death, take my heart
So in love I can never fall.

Death, my dear death
My sweet death all alone
I ask for one thing in return
A resurrecting stone.

Hope, in other words
Because I know
One day my love
Will stop being my foe.

And right then
The stone will give it life
My heart will be full of love,
instead of strife.

All wounds healed
All things new
All because my love came back
Was loyal and true.

One day I’ll be happy
One day, he shall be kind
But for now dear death,
Take this painful heart of mine.

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So rich and dark, I love it But if you're feeling this way, don't be afraid to talk about it with anyone here. We're here to support each other