Not This Time
Lay still, fast asleep
Faint cries turn to weeps
Dangling on a tight rope
Prayers asking for hope
Ancestors lost the fight
Didn't awake from what was supposed to be a nap
No matter how many "It'll be alright"s
I know what happens after that
I was drained
Yet it still pained
The world suddenly blurred
My breath could no longer be heard
Fought to keep my eyes open
Fought to keep my heart beating
Dying to go home
But Heaven decided to start seeking
Not this time however
I'll fight till days turn to forevers
Keep beating ill sick heart
Just hold on, its not time to part.
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