OUCH! What the hell was that pain in my chest?
A stab from a knife would describe it best.
And why am I so cold from head to toe?
Perhaps through my veins blood no longer flows?

But wait, I am conscious so what does this mean
am I dead or alive maybe it's just a dream?
Has my sentence to suffer finally been commuted
or a new life of hell for a spirit polluted?

If my eyes worked I'd cry at what my sins have wrought
Awareness eternal, alone, what a thought!
My children remain left to fend for themselves
my prayer that the sadness in them doesn't dwell.

As I went through this life feeling your back was turned
to know that you loved me was all that I yearned
Your message delivered was cryptic at best
now I lay for my slumber hoping I passed your test.