Day of Judgement/ Sacrifice-01

The day of judgement,
Near as at hand,
The deliberation already out,
It had to be done
And if I didn't perish
It myself, who knows? 
What lies there by the end,
A little paradoxical it may sound,
Nothing yet crazy what my around,
There she lies, 
Her breathe got no rhythm,
Coughing, choking, struggling
From the ill suffocation,
Her hands already torn down, 
Limbs scattered on the glass floor,
It still feels unsettled,
Her eyes teared brown stare at me,
Pleads for mercy,
Lips trembles struggling to say something,
"Pain? One last thing and it'll be gone"