Only God Can Judge Me

two gunshots to the chest thinking what can happen next... will i live to see tommorrow or will i live to see the rest... of my life,it hurts inside, when this morning i had the pride... to see my little girl, wave to her dad, goodbye as the morning sun would rise,from the happiness in her eyes... knowing down inside, it would be her last good bye cause im starting to see a glow,and a river to paradise... a shadow in the mist, while my life flashes over... one drink of the holy water cause my life was left sober... i can feel nomore pain, as the angels start to rain... i know for a fact im dead cause nomore pain, is strange... i ask for forgivness as i softly speak cause i remember shooting someone,but my mind was to weak... all i can make out was falling to my knees knowing i was dead,was to hard to believe... i woke up in a room with a pain when i would breath... with a clear image of what really happen to me i lost my job, telling god why this had to be... i put my gun to my chest, and you all know the rest... the last thing i said was only god can judge me... but as i lost my job, and was quickly depressed... it all came to complete... as knowing would i no, without the affect he was already judging me.....