When the day comes
And our belief in sanity
Ends
And we see the tunnel
Ahead
I’ll race you
Barefoot and laughing
To meet that doom
When the day comes
And you can’t arise
From the weight of unknown days
I’ll take your hand
And pull
Until you stand upright
Ready
To take one more step
When the day comes
And speech fails you
I’ll be your tongue
Filling your silence
Until you don’t feel the weight
Of emptiness
Finding instead,
Everything else you didn’t know you had to say
When the day comes
And the only thing left for you
Is a flame filled dragon
Bent on your failure
I’ll stand beside you,
Hold shining metal while you pray
Until the fear melts away
And you find the faith to see a future day
When the day comes
And morning doesn’t wake you up
When sunshine plays across your face
I’ll lay next to you,
Play softly with your hair
Until time ends
And eternity is near
Anne, this is moving. I see death on a daily basis at my work, it practically walks the hallways with us, and as much as we can we try to shoo it away. But this is a beautiful reminder that sometimes, death is not quite so bad. Not when it ends suffering and opens eternity. <3 you.
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