Death Is At The Door
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Death is what I pray for
Death I no longer fear
Six feet under, Well it
Has to be better than here
Hell on earth?
I do believe that's true
Give my worrying mind
Some needed relief that's well overdue
I love my children
I love my family, too..
But something has taken over
Theres not much left for me to do
I can't go to the park
I can't go to the fair
My children still young
Special times we cannot share
Death seems to be the answer
The only way out
I used to be positive and hopeful
Now there's nothing but doubt
My love life is failing
My health not far behind
All this everyday stress
I'm truly losing my mind
Tired of fighting alone
Tired of all the pain
Tired of many sleepless nights
Tired of mental strain
Death is at the door
Trying to let me in
Just when I think I'm gone
They bring me back again.
Copyright 2004 Denise Clark
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