A Wish to Die Young
An endless war to claim what's mine;
My body, my mind, my heart and my soul.
There is no rest, no night when I slept.
For even in my dreams
I must watch my every step.
Everything inside longs for those short days.
Those in which I feel the warmth of May.
Sadly, for me, battles are still being fought
Besides the flowers the rain has brought.
A life of battle, a life of scars;
A constant pain of failure.
Every day, I watch my nature lure
My will behind bars.
Lord take me home,
For you have made me the outcome,
Of a life full of grace.
But my Lord, who am I to keep up with your pace?
Exhausted, ready, and anxious
To live my final moments.
Call me while I am young;
A long life is only for the strong.
â€œPlease, twenty to thirty years.
But Father, if you wish,
A hundred years my soul volunteers.â€
â€œMy son, what if I wanted you to live
For the next two hundred years?â€
The thought begins to grind my gears.
I fear; how much more do I have to give?
â€œWill you be with me?â€
â€œMy child, to my heart, I give you the key.â€
â€œIn that case, for you my Lord,
An entire millennium I would live in this world!â€
After this long quest,
I would only make one request:
Wash me ashore your sand
Soon after I enter the following land.