Dying hurts.
Heavy heart…Heavy thoughts…Heavy eyes.
My soul is sad…My body aches…My spirit cries.
Grief floods me. Laziness pervades me. Pride imbues me.
Life, come rescue me. Hope, breathe into me. Truth, come infuse me.
The Lord of light is breaking me down,
humbling me before His crown.
My life is hinged on His grace.
I long for the day I see His face.
This sinful life I will leave behind
My carnal nature…flatlined.