All Good Things Come in Good Times
I have long desired death
But my secret wish never come true.
When I have enough of this life,
I become angry... when I cannot carry anymore burdens
And wish death. Unfortunately, it despises me.
Now that I do not desire it,
It comes back to take me away,
But I do not want to...
It comes to me to grant my wish
I have long desired, but I decline.
I was waiting for all good things
To come in good times--Like some say--
But when they have finally come
I turn my back on them.
When one wishes death so much
Before his due time,
The day it comes
It does not leave anything
To live and care for--all is gone--
Without notice,
And notice in its surroundings escapes.
by Dick M. Joe Trio">Link
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