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death
I'm walking through a tunnel of hate, At the end there is a barbwire gate, It's dark and cold, The voices tell me how their souls are sold, My eyes grow bigger, It makes me want to pull the trigger, I feel like I'm in a prison cell, Or at the bottom of a 30 foot well, Then a whisper in my ear, "All you had, ended right here," Is there a way out?, Then I started to yell and shout, Loudly voices in my head, While I'm wishing I was dead, I say,"they're all lies," But no one hears my cries, "I speak the truth you are my enemy, Please don't think of me as crazy," I think to myself ,"it's alright, I won't go insane and fight," I was wrong, I heard voices singing a death song, Then complete darkness, I heard cries of sadness, And my family's tears of madness, Flowers on my grave and complete silence, I was saved. © Camilla Aceves, 1999 Do you ever wonder what happens when you die ?Do you hear a voice in your head? Saying that they wish you were in hell instead? Just the thought of you saying good bye. Maybe it would be a good thing to die. Can you elaborate on the subject of hell? Does it scare you and do you cry? Maybe it scares you to be just a rotting corpse in a coffin like a prison cell. Or does it make you shiver in the thought of You dieing and burning in an eternity of rot hey maybe Life on earth is your last shot! Are you scared of what happens when you die? Or do you think hell is just a big fat lie? Maybe it is just there to scare you? Or maybe every thing you known to be real is true. Good luck on finding out what is real and what is not. Because not even the best philosophers could tell you. What is real and what is true. © Camilla Aceves, 1999 |