I have fought many battles and walked away from them all. Some were harder then others and the wounds deep and plenty, but I was strong and had surviied.
Today is different, I come to you on fallen knees begging you to please, just set me free. You have won, I admit defeat, this war I fight I can not win. For my body has grown weak, my soul even weaker. There is no more hidden streanth for me to pull out in my hour of need. My heart is heavy with sorrow and pain.
So I ask you to grant me