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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Spiritual · #1186342
A person... having an interesting time
The skies such, a ceruliean blue,
Not a cloud in sight, so clear and true.
The worries of life seem to just fade away,
As you sit and watch obstacles just go astray.

If only for the day, that things seem right,
That nothing in the world could shatter this light.
Thinking to your self, wishing this day will never yield,
So pure and innocent, as ur looking around the beautiful field.

Watching the butterflies float around without a single care,
Speaking to urself, that this just isn't fair.
Wishing that you could lead such an easy life.
Nothing wrong, nothing to cause any strife.

Suddenly, everything just becomes dark,
Confused and lost, emotions are no longer stuck in park.
Demons now appear and start to taunt you,
The once feelling of bliss, gone, what to do?

You begin to run as fast as you can,
Still only a piercing darkness spans.
A sliver of light, begins to show,
And the demons now begin to crow.

They try and grab you to pull you back
Notting letting go, cutting no slack.
But determined you are to reach the end
Till your dying breathe you must defend.

As you get closer to the end,
The light broadens and sends,
A wonderous feeling never felt before
Suddenly you end up at a gigantic door,

And all have lost except just one,
A demonic voice says, no further, now your done.
You close ur eyes and begin to pray.
As the firery demon pulls his sword to slay.

Suddenly, a mind bending screech hollows,
Dropping to your knees you start to follow
And in an instant, nothing is there
Thinking, whoa, i thought my life was the fare

You look around and everythings white.
The darkness is gone, but what a damn fight.
A sigh of relief, and a big breathe in
Remembering the demons, who showed all your sin.

The door opens very slowly,
And now you don't feel so lowly.
A voice begins to speak,
Finally the end, you've been waiting to seek.

A smile is now plasterd across your face.
And you see a oblivion of unlimited space
And again the skies return to the ceruliean blue.
Except now your floating with the sun so true.

Shocked from the wonderous sights being seen
Your senses now feel much more keen.
A holy aura now presents itself to you.
And says welcome home, your ordeal, is all done and through.
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