Broken will, Broken bones.

On the roadside, as I am breathing, I feel the life of me leaVe my body, just like the liquid left the can a few minutes ago.
There is no rretribution for me. I have sined. I led my life rightfully, until this very moment, until this very last moment.
I ddn't expect this. I wanted the end to be quiet. I wanted people to never mention my name again, I wanted them... not to grief. But now, there shall be grief.
Shall your souls find a peaceful asylum, away from me, Kids. I have failed, but there shall not be a mortal punishment for me.
I love you.