I Hope Death is Kind

I hope death is kind 

I hope that his embrace 

Is gentle 

Soft, pure 

Like how if feels 

when your hand brushes my skin 

I hope death will carry me 

Into the great unknown 

Like I'm a gift

That his eyes look down on me

Like I'm the greatest thing in the world 

I hope when he picks me up

I can only think of you 

Your sweet embrace 

The way your hand would squeeze me 

if I dared tried to leave

I hope he cradles my soul 

Like a precious gem 

And that he whispers sweet words

Nothing can hurt you now 

It will be alright 

I hope the words slip off his tongue 

Like candied apples 

Most of all I hope he 

doesn't take me from you 

I hope that we walk with him,

Hand in hand. 

That his sweet nature

lets us be together as long as we can 

I hope he waits until we're both ready 

And that we can hear laughter 

coming from the next room