December 28 Candles Cake Cheap paper plates Laughing in a baked haze I stand, Then fall back in my chair folds I go down White walls blur Voices fade Vision turns to fog Whats happening to me This does not feel right emergency Happy birthday to me As the ceiling starts to spin Set a timer on my heartbeat Intense pain setting in Play a game I never chose to enter in Happy birthday to me Scythe scraping inside my head Ten long days across the board Trading pawns with the Reaper among the living undead In a flash There he sits Silent suit Bone-white wrists Black and white between our hands Every move rewrites my plans He says nothing Just that grin Knights and bishops closing in Every breath a bargaining chip Every thought a cracking ship Happy birthday to me As the ceiling starts to spin Set a timer on my heartbeat intense fukking pain setting in Play a game I never chose to enter in Happy birthday to me Scythe scraping inside my head Ten long days across the board Trading pawns with the reaper my friend Day 3 I’m drifting Day 5 I’m thin Day 7 I’m begging Let my family walk back in Day 9 I’m cornered Kings can’t run forever Friend Day 10 One opening One small square One last defense Mental flatline I feel the scythe scraping along my brain driving me insane Like a bullet in the the head the mind games making me wish for death Heavy breath Pain, dizziness vomiting am I going to die Why reaper why why are we playing this game now One false move and im gone 1 week deadlocked eye to eye if i make a wrong move im sure its goodbye 10 days the time has come ive made peace with the outcome if i survive or if i die I slide my queen Hands like glass See him pause Let it pass Check on his chest Cold in his eyes Did I win this game Or was I… forgiven reaper stands bows looks me dead in the eyes i hear a voice in my head say "til we meet again" than vanishment and left behind his robe and scythe the award of time I am the reaper and the reaper is me both kings of our own destiny and when we meet again i shall not fear don't fear the reaper i won't fear the reaper the reaper is my friend riff reaper til the end Happy birthday to me I’m still here to tell the tale But I wake up some nights wondering If I truly tipped the scale Happy birthday to me I hear him laughing in the dark Did I beat the reaper fair and clean Or did the reaper let me fair and clean Or did the reaper just let me suffer and win? Cake crumbs Hospital wristband Same date on both in pen Every year I light that flame And whisper “deal again?” Happy birthday to me I move careful through the night Living like each breath is borrowed From the reaper who let me win Every 12 28 a new life begins
