Knock, Knock

Knock, knock.
On the door of God,
Will I believe in him,
This is my last straw,
I’ve been trying, for years,
To understand,
Why would He do this,
Was this a plan?
A plan, of all plans,
To eliminate me,
After all,
What else could this be?

Knock, knock,
On the door of opportunity
Saying please don’t be closed,
I can’t let you be,
My father, you see,
Is on the other side,
Without his love and acceptance,
I guarantee that I’ll die.

Knock, knock,
On the door of hope
This is my last attempt
I’m reaching the end of my rope
I never used to hold you with such contempt

Knock, knock,
But no answer.
Knock, knock,
Yet no reply.
Knock, knock
I’m overly tired of beating on the door to a better life,
Wondering where they hide the key.

One last knock, knock
On the door
Of the world
Before I say good bye
I'm falling
Drowning
There's no more doors to see
I'm done here, done trying
Its time to let me be

Knock, knock
On the door of Hell and Death himself
…
Hi there, sir, might I come in for a spell?
You see, my life has not been what it should be.
I needed something else, not the hell they gave me.
So may this be my last knock, knock
I don't plan on going back
Death, seal my fate,
As your lips embrace my own,
As I hear you request of me that I join you at your throne.
As I watch the world go black
And rejoice in the fact that I’ll never have to look back.