James Casey - Waiting For Death

Waiting For Death

A knock sounds at my door, In breathless anticipation
I offer a brief prayer as I cross the floor
Mind reeling and my heart in agitation
I run with all haste to open the door

Please, please, PLEASE let it be death
Will the blessed peace of death, at long last be mine?
When I open the door shall I take my last breath
Will I finally have my chance to shine

Slowly, the door swings open, only to reveal
My old friend misery and I stand aside then usher him in
A sigh escapes my lungs, misery has for me, no appeal
What in the H is death waiting for? where has he been?

Is he out exchanging some poor soul?
Who has been begging and pleading with him
For a few more days, offering a huge bankroll?
Probably not, death is oblivious as to where you've been

Another knock echos against the wall
And once again I race to the door
The sweet release of death has come to call
I throw open the door to see someone whom I abhor

An old nemesis has arrived, pain has come to wait some more
So I sit waiting, praying, and hoping with pain and misery
Waiting for death to come, Oh where can he be?
When, Oh when will come that knock on my door?

Waiting, hoping and praying he'll come to get me

And so go the days of my life

James Casey

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