Life's end

O Lord, help me to die. I have come to the end of my rope, this place you call earth is just awful. Food has no taste Everything is a struggle I struggle to hear I struggle to walk I forget what I talk I even struggle to wee, or is it only me I can read, but struggle to remember. I know my birthday is in December. I do love my family dearly’ still everyday is a drag I don’t need much sleep so I am awake for long hours still I’m tired, always so tired O so, so tired. I can’t wait for my heart to stop pumping to breathe my last breath. I really don’t want to be of any trouble It is time Lord, take me now, for I am ready, I have a policy to cover the cost if that’s the worry. Anything I can do to speed up the process? .... Only dead silence no answer on my call. So until then, I will try put on a very brave smile in hope no-one can see my heart, my intentions, my fixation – the end My granny bless her heart is nearly 98 she prayes for help in all the small things we take for granted for strenght and in the same breath she prayers please let me die life is to much of a struggle. In dedecation to all the old people out there that is simply just misunderstood and they are taken as being rude but they are not.