This Will End

Oh I am not afraid to die;

It's every breath that comes before.

Heartache, I've heard, is part of life,

And I have broken more, and more.

I can hope how this will end;

With every line, a comedy.

That we can learn to love without demand;

With unreserved honesty.If I am not afraid to die.

You were crouching at my door, and suffering is all there is to gain in life.

Then what is all this waiting for,

'Cause I can see how this will end.

In all its bitter tragedy;

I will give you all I have to spend,

And you'll give nothing back to me.And I will wait for this to end.

The back and forth, the bantering.

For you have less to comprehend.

The kind of love, for which I speak.