If I rest on my deathbed today

Would I regret or reflect

Would I be ready to leave

Would I deny or accept

What would I say when I pray

One last prayer on earth

The end of my journey is here

To the grave from my birth

If I happened to die today

Would I be ready or not

Would I hold close to my soul

All of the things I was taught

Would it be clear in my head

Would it be murky with shock

Would I be there all alone

Will I have a hand to hold

If I lost all my people today

How would I handlе my grief

Throw out my bed, blankets, pillows, thеre is no way I can sleep

I need to count all my days

I need to love people more

Live with everyone in peace, as long as it depends on me

I need to pray more

I need to run and stop dragging my feet

I need to count every day that I live

Count every time that my heart makes a beat

Count on my God every second I breathe

Humans are broken and always in need

He lived a life just to suffer a bleed

Brutally murdered for us who believe

God help me

Help me with every decision I make

Help me with all of the habits I formed

Habits that squeeze on my neck like a snake

Everything has it's purpose

I know that you never make a mistake

I don't understand your timing

But I know that it's never early or late