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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Tragedy · #1097083
This one is definately not what I expected it to be but I have people raving.
My time has ended it is now time for me to come home
I walk alone in a world of sadness
I dont know where to turn next
My life is in shambles
It is now time to take the gamble
A man in white comes up next to me
He asks me if I want to be free
Yes lord I do want to be free
He tells me to follow and I will show you freedom
He tells me to walk through this corridor
I see only darkness
It is a mess
I hear screaming and howling
I feel the touches of so many
I feel heat as it comes through my body
Where are we I asked this holy man
He says hell is where you stand
You said If I followed you I would be free
Yes you are
You have a choice of where you want to be
As we go in further I hear blood curdling sounds
It is painful just the noise
He looks at me he is the only light
But the only thing in sight
His eyes focus on me
He asked me if this is how I want to be free
The pain exists through my body
The end of time for me this is not what I was counting
He kneels before me and grabs my hand pulls it down into what feels like sand
What is this I feel
This is the very soul of your father when he committed suicide
I pull back fast tears well my eyes
I asked forgiveness and said I do not want to die
He looks at me and out I go
I was saved that night and did not know
I am now 79 sitting on my deathbed and the same man in white shows up
he asked me with a smile and said you ready to go
Jesus that night took me to heaven you know
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