The Wake

One breath, one real breath,
the sweet air fills my lungs.
A gift to see what's on the other side.
One move, reflex and uncalculated,
made with efficiency into those eyes.

Just one look from the other side,
those gaping black eyes, they're terrified
and they're pleading with me.
Now they know my one move,
quick injection, calculated.
My hands are tied, I'm sending you back home.

I pray you know
these hands act on their own.
Bound in failing ties,
wait in solitude with confidence for now.

Act, save me while you're alive.
It's a shame...
Act, save me while you're alive.
It's a shame...

We all follow, scared to say goodbye,
afraid to leave familiar ties
to see what lies behind
these plain gray walls.
We strive to keep inside
a key placed in our hands,
our purpose calls.

I pray you know
our hands can be our own.
Break these failing ties,
move in solitude with confidence right now.