by exhart

Forgive me Death for I have sinned
And I have yet to try to amend
I have killed those without turning an eye
But I know I’m not ready to die
There are still those that have to be put to rest
So don’t give me yet your final test
When my time is near
I will not turn an ear
And I will turn to you

With my hands out stretched too

Accepting Fate’s fatal gaze

In order for me to be brave.