• I see a Gate. A Gate of freedom,
    and pain,
    and love,
    and Hatred,
    and Family,
    A Gate of emotions running wild, and
    Freely with in me and I think, Is this Life
    Life being a Gate to guide me to the place where Ill end up.
    Life ends when I tell it too, not because Death tells me too.
    And Where Ill end up at,
    I think its the one who watches all.
    He watches everything,
    Up there
    Where you’ll find beautiful Sirens,
    On top of white fluffy clouds.
    These Sirens,
    Have wings with the color of pure white and black.
    Then I thought, These Sirens,
    Are Angels of extordinary beauty,
    So extordinary that their faces,
    Are shining so brightly with perfection.
    On the top of these Angels,
    Is a light of significant power,
    A halo is what some people might call it.
    Over here I felt like I was going to put me in this place,
    But he saw what I did,
    In the past,
    In the present,
    And With those big frightening eyes of his,
    He put me in a place.
    A place of burning intestile of flames,
    Flames that are blocking the exit,
    Flames that come in every color possible,
    So that no person can escape,
    The toreturment.
    Ive seen people being whipped.
    Ive seen people forced to watch television.
    I see people, who suffer the most crucindentional moment in time,
    As I sit down in the Devils hand,
    I await my punishment,
    Because I know where I am,
    And I’m afraid of it.