Not My Time

I can see the bullet spiraling towards me.
I pulled the trigger with it held to my head.
Its too late to turn back now, I'm dead.

Who's gonna notice when I'm not around?
It happened so fast I didn't hear a sound.
It should be over.

Still I can feel the pain.
I can feel the one hundred and eighty grain.
It runs through my blood like fire on my skin.

The lead is hot as Hell.
I'm not sure if Heaven's calling me.
In this life there were many times I failed.

Now I hear voices of demons.
I'm wondering if Satan's freed them.
I see a flash of light.
My eyes are opening, the demons wear white.

I jerk away and realize I'm alive.
Why haven't I died?
The people in white cause me to fail once again.
They don't even know where I've been.

Strangers in my room call themselves family.
When I was well they only damned me.
I close my eyes and beg to be taken away.
A voice from a distance answers me,
Today is not your day.

Will everyone remain the same?
Will they continue to curse my name?
Words hurt as much as sticks and stones.
Sometimes they cut you to the bone.

Think when you move your hateful tongue.
You could be the reason someone dies young.