Cold Hands ~ SM 

When cold hands wave and stretch outward
Will you be there waiting on the other side?
Each time the story is told,
I hear the voices that beg me bold
They say you’ve got too much to do
That I have nothing to lose if I care less about you
Sometimes I believe, I accept what they say to be true
Then I remember, cold hands won’t wait
When it’s time they’ll lay me straight
Hold me blind to the tears and numb to the pain
My soul will loom, my breathe will stop
These things I know but what I don’t
Will I see your stainless face?

~ SM