Dancing with Death

 

In life there are opportunities and temptations  in abundance and begging

So believing you are immortal and impervious to ‘Death’s’ claws  you take the risk

‘Death’ knows better and maintains strong links with ‘Life’ waiting, just waiting.

 

Just one pill, just one more fag, one snort of coke, one more bottle of Vodka,

One more thrill on the edge, on the back of a motor bike, in a speeding car,

One more fight, hold a knife, hold a gun, empowering yourself and

destroying another.

 

Living life on the edge, on the brink, it didn’t hurt last time, it was fun, I will do it just once more…..

Trembling afraid now you hang over the edge, hallucinating, bleeding,

feeling the pinch of ‘Deaths’ claws

Nauseated you know now that ‘Death’ has maintained strong links with ‘Life’ and the waiting is over……