Unfinished

Silent reverberations hit the wall of grey,
where the breathless bodies silently lay.
Their eyes toward the sky where hope may be,
acceptance was all they needed, unfortunetly.
Two empty hearts beat in a rhythmetic parallel,
while one goes to heaven and one goes to hell.
Their hearts were in sync but different indeed,
alone was one, but the other christ did need.
His realizations were all but too late,
as he saw but just a glimpse of that heavenly gate.