Adrenaline rushing through me
as I go to waltz with my fate.
I look the Grim Reaper in the eye
and my life slowly plays before my eyes.
Palms sweaty and lips chapped,
I take the Grim Reapers cold and unforgiving hand.
He leads my through the waltz of life
and the memories of my past sing sweetly in my head.
Remembering, I see the wrongs I have committed
Along with the reason why my time should come.
He leads my feet towards the edge ,
my imagined fate now suddenly becomes a reality.
Head spinning and emotions confused
I try to remember why this is what I wanted.
Looking death straight in the eye
I slowly back away and turn to face the future.