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When she asked me to kill her,

I said of course I would
She had another week or two,

but why should she suffer?
Then my daughter came into the bedroom and asked,

"what's wrong with grandma’s face?"
My mother decided she wanted to die with grace

I said "momma are you sure you want this

to happen to you right now?"
She said, "yes please end it sweetie,

I can't live with this much pain
I'd like to die surrounded by

the people I most love
I brought you into this world,

you gotta take me out"

My last greatest decision

took just one millisec
Ethics turned to instinct,

and prim into respect
I grinded 20 Oxy’s and 30 Percocet,

I was told that would be more than enough

It turns out she was stronger

than anyone had thought

The brain wanted to turn off,

but it couldn't convince her heart
Her eyes stuck halfway open,

her mouth shaped a death frown
After 20 hours her body would not shut down

It's time

to say goodbye...

I told everyone to leave the room,

this was a solo sin
I said goodbye, I kissed her,

and shot her with insulin
The death rattle

her last battle

my mind can never erase
So I gently put a pillow on her face

Tag me what you need to

call this an attack
Fill my veins with cold blood

color my heart black
My mom gave me the greatest life

anyone could ever live
So I gave her the greatest gift that I could give