One day I'll be there,
If luck is on my side.
Standing in the clouds,
Looking down on now.

But if this all continues,
Then my maker will send
Me down below,
Where I'll be looking up to then.

But untill my sickness passes,
driving me insane
The choking feeling
has to soon become plain.

A normalcy,
A pattern,
I give into sin
and my world shatters.

They say life matters
But it all just contradicts,
When death comes across to choose.
Killing its pick.

Shooting for the moon,
I got lost along the way.
Now I see his kingdom,
with nothing left to say.


I know I don't belong,
When angels sing their song.
I look back,
Seeing white wings flawed.


Walking to His throne
I get on my knees.
I have nothing left,
but one tiny plea.

"If everyone dies for a reason, sir.
Then you are death itself.
You created everyone perfectly,
but you took my life away from me."

But for I am his child,
And I'll stay awhile,
but I'll be back, I promise, love.
For now I sit by
His throne.