Judgement

My body's Weary,

My eyes have gone bleary,

Tired to the bone.

My end arrives nearly,

And so I see clearly,

Past sins to atone.

Forgive me my children my mother my wife,

I can't take much more of this horrible life,

I'd rather go now than face life alone.

Don't think of me badly,

Live on with love not sadly,

Let me do this last deed on my own.

(Pic from t'interweb)