the damage that was done before
is all but gone 
when fate hits with a dying knock.

No grievances are kept on going
when deaths dull glow is constantly showing.
how we thought it would make us feel
is never the truth when it becomes real.

The past becomes unimportant 
and life makes us think
why did we taunt?
and say those things? 

when fate deals out a dying hand
there is no comfort, its shifting sands.
taking each day as it comes
to rot away or stay another day?

Only the future knows whats in store
when fate comes knocking at the door.