• This field,the field of marigold, reminds me of a better time of my life.My happiness. But while I lay in the field of flowers,they turn into a field of thorns made of hatred.The thorns are made of lies and deceit.as I try to stand up in the field of thorns as they are tearing off my flesh,a hand from the ground grabs my leg and pulls me under.Through more tearing of my flesh from the hate-filled thorns,the arm pulled me into Hell. The hand came from Satan himself and he starts whipping my back with his whip of anger and torment as I feel it surge through my body. The fires of Hell lick at my wounds and cause me even more torment. Feeling lost,tortured, and hated I felt as if all hope was lost.Then my salvation came, as an angel freed me from Hell and brought me into Heaven.My cuts and burns healed from the touch of the Angels and my happiness and hope returned to my heart. Now in heaven, I lay down with my girl. She holds my heart and protects it with locks of love and compassion. As long as she holds my heart,I'll never get hurt again.