May death come swiftly
On wings made of dreams
One visit is all I need
To be rid of this vessel
That holds me here
On this decision I'm still unclear
One minute you pray for sleep with no waking
Then see your young child and wonder what was I thinking
A wife tries to comfort what she does not understand
I guess in the end it's all in ones hands
Not mine ,not yours nor anyone else
But only the one who created us all will tell
When our time on this world is finally through
Will the weight be lifted once and for all
Or will we continue to stumble and fall