"I fear I can't go on," she said, 

"I think I would be better dead." 

She knelt, she cried, I head her head. 

I thought I knew what she was feeling. 





She turned to close the foor and I 

Assisted in a suicide. 

Now that she's on the other side 

I know what she was after... 

And I can wait. 





A cold and wet November day. 

We lowered her into a grave, 

-- I'd never seen her look so brave. 

Now worms consume her body... 

And I can wait.