I Pray the Lord My Soul to Take

We put air into our lungs because it is our instinct

We do not even need to think

It just occurs

Like how the sun rises everyday

Although the sun cannot be challenged

But our lungs can be

and to others

much more frequently

What to do when your lungs are constantly challenged

and will try so hard to take advantage

of each flow of oxygen

but failing 

every once and a while

resulting in sirens

and possible 

good-byes

What if I replace the oxygen with something else

Something that cannot be recognized 

so it is blindly welcomed

and my body will become

paralyzed

once I drift to sleep

"Now I lay me down to sleep,

I pray the Lord my soul to keep,

If I should die before I wake,

I pray the Lord my soul to take"

I can honor Him and be with Him

Once it is done

Car Keys are on the table by the doorway,

The car is pulled into the garage,

And he will be home at five

Leave an explanation why

or let them just believe 

I am suffering 

in Damnation?

But the Damnation is here

Woven into every piece in my life

Like my lungs that cannot synchronize 

with the natural rhythm

"in and out"

I hope I did not let you down

I know I have

but in the end

please forgive me

for what I have done

to you

and the family