Death stand in front of me with a smile on his face
Ready to take me to a more peaceful place
Behind me sits life in all its strife and pain
Wondrous sights and love still to gain.
Each morning I make a choice between death and life
It’s like walking the thinnest blade of a knife
Choosing pain instead of blessed relief
Takes so much belief.
My demons have common names
Fear, anger, sadness, pain, frustration burn inside like bonfire flames
Arthritis, Depression, PTSD, Asthma just to name a few
Feed on the pain and suffering inside of you.
My eyes are wide open, my body in turmoil, my mind decides our fate
Can we deal with what’s laid on our plate
Or do we choose to walk into the light
Giving up our daily fight.
Do we deal with the pain and fight the demons again
Or do we walk through deaths door with a grin
Doe we stay and revel in laughter and love
Or do we let the demons give us a final shove?
Decide, decide, decide on today’s choice of ride
Will it be demons or loved ones by my side
Decide, decide, decide will it be peace or pain
Making the choice could drive anyone insane.
Choice is made with one tiny thought
The first battle of the day has been fought
With a wave of his hand death walks out the door
But tomorrow he will be back with the temptation once more.
March 23, 2016