My heart is beating rapidly
Thump, bump, thump, bump
My hands, feet, arms, and head is dripping with sweat
Drip, drip, drip
The preacher speaks for anyone to come to the altar
and give their life to Christ
Is he speaking to me?
I can’t begin to lift my feet up.
But somehow I am walking
I don’t want to go alone on this journey
A journey that will be rough ahead
My mouth taste like salt
Maybe from the gigantic tears trialing down my face
Lord, I don’t think I’m ready
My life is not in order steady
I have to wait till I start doing right
But yet I’m steady walking towards the light
Maybe it is time
Time is not on my side
I don’t have long left 
Why not give the time I have to the Lord before death