Looking around, there is no one light shining.
I don't see a way out.
The path in front of me is clouded by my doubts.
Lord, I say please show me the way.
Lord, please allow me to have a good day.
I hear the voices of friends.
One by One telling me that is not the end.
The pain pulls me by the neck.
Hanging me until I start to see death.
His scythe in one hand, the other is reaching.
Reaching out to me.
His voices beckons me to come.
All this pain, my body has gone numb.
I struggle to hold onto what life I have left.
Now Only the choice remains.
Life or Death.
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