Ready

I don’t write a lot anymore, it’s not that I can’t,

it’s just that there isn’t much left to say,

I have been to the dark edge, I have seen the

other side, I have known the lies,

I have known the truth, I have felt the light,

I am ready for the end, I am ready for the night;

I am ready to begin;

I have been blessed in ways words can

never describe, there is nothing that I desire,

there is nothing that I want, everyday is a gift,

every minute a miracle, every breath a reprieve,

this body continues to struggle, but it is only temporary,

a slight inconvenience, a momentary delay,

it will fade like the evening sun,

all that will be left is love;

all that will be left is You;

You have made this possible,

You have brought me to this place I could never

find by myself, You continue to stand by my side

when death is all I deserve, You continue loving me

when I can’t even love myself;

You are my King,

You are my Lord,

You are my Everything.

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