The end

This is the end of life

     This is the end of breath 

 Sitting in the chair of emphysema

      Even difficult now to undress

This is the end

    Difficult to even die 

        Why

   Why is it difficult to die

Lord

     Before I 

   Declare these sins 

          The secret

    The death

 The life

The suffering

  The love

      The despise

 The hate

     The murder

   The day she was murdered

        Choked

    Without breath

        A pillow over her head

    These days of memory

         Now

  Before this grave 

      Darkness

          For the beginning of suffering

  Blood upon 

       A stone 

          This is the end