The End

The End

sometimes i wonder
how i'm gonna die
i wonder
if it'll be quick
easy
and painless
or dreadfully slow
agonizing
and lonely

sometimes
i pray
though i don't much 
believe
i pray
sometimes
mostly for others
just in case
it matters
for them

sometimes
when i pray
i think to ask
when my death
comes
can't god make it
fast and easy

then i realize
why should my death
be any better
than anybody
else's?

i realize
there's no damned reason
i deserve
any better or worse
so i tell
this god
i don't believe in
i'll resolve
the best i can
to take the end
the best i can
regardless
of how it comes