Plea for death... one more time!!!

Grant me my rest lord
For I am too tired of living a lie
The truth might be liberating
But also quite cutting
For those who doesn’t have the heart
To understand and forgive

Grant me my rest lord
For my feet are too feeble
To walk the bristly road
And the load you asked me to carry
Is just too heavy to drag along
It’s only a matter of time, before it breaks me down

Grant me my rest lord
For I’m so sick of this futility
To not know why I’m here
To not feel that I belong
And my eyes have already run out of tears to cry
Everyday seemed to be a struggle for survival

Grant me my rest lord
For many nights
You’ve been a witness
To all of my sighs
My constant plea
That you grant me my demise

Why do you not hear?
How much more pain
Would you want me to endure?
Why do you not see?
That this life isn’t really for me
When will you unchain these binding shackles from my feet?