Final Plea

A plea to save me from certain death and the reason why I need to survive

Hands around my throat,
air I can not breath.
Please God I beg,
give me some peace.

If I'm going to die,
let it be now.
Please take my life,
then let us disavow.

Slipping slowly away,
time can not tell.
The pain I endured,
through this living Hell.

As I sink to the floor,
I battle inside.
Praying to God once more,
for another chance at life.

For in the next room,
I could not atone.
Two little children,
would be his- alone.