I don’t want to do this
I hate stealing your breath
And wiping the life from your eyes
But the angels told me it was time
I know you’re not ready
So much life left to live
But my dear, the road ends here
I don’t know what to say to help you prepare
Or how to brace your family, friends and the ones that care
But the earth is calling you home
And I have been appointed your guide
Truly a grueling task to do alone
But I have one thing of you to ask
If I told you when I was coming would that change anything?
Or would you continue living a half life?
With a half smile
And a heart half full and half sour
If I told you the day and the hour
Would you wish to rewind time?
Or would you tell me you are ready with no regrets
But you can’t see me
You can’t hear my footsteps gaining on your stride
All I ask is that you don’t die with songs still inside
Poems unwritten
Truth unspoken
I hope you don’t die half alive