by Tanisha Avarsekar
When it finally happens, I expect you to be there for me.
I may not have enough energy then to be able to ask…
But stand by me, and tell me what’s right.
Be my courage, and make me fight.
Make sure I survive that ugly phase.
‘Cause I may not even want to live through it.
I’d always rather, death saves me the pain.
But I know for fact, that life isn’t that kind.
From:
The Journey to Freedom
Copyright ©:
Tanisha Avarsekar, 2012
Last updated May 04, 2012