O suffering
release me from your grip
I told you I don’t do this sort of thing well
Let me go
Let me slip
away
Still you persist…
hour after hour
day after day
The body withers
transforming me for all to see…
Intensifying my pain.
I ponder what point there us to this
If it is to prepare me for death
then I tell you now…
I am prepared
To die is not difficult and painful
The dying is
I told you… I don’t do this sort of thing well
Loose your grasp-
let me go.

©Cassandra K. Crews
3-22-05

I wrote this after a trip with Wesley to the doctor… This is his original quote:
“To die is not difficult and painful… The dying is”