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Consequences
I see the golden gate to heaven.
The arches glint in the bright sunlight.
My hand is inches away,
When I’m jerked back down
Beneath the clouds
And under the ground
To the fiery pits of Hell.
Leading me to its core.
Suddenly,
I’m chained to the sharp, rocky ceiling
The restraints digging into my wrists.
Naked in the dark.
Flames lick my toes.
Demons dance all around me,
Their glowing white eyes burn into me.
They slice me with razor sharp knives,
Slowly,
Painfully
All over my body,
And pour salt on the wounds.
I scream,
There’s no one there to save me.
My soul cries for deliverance.
Satan slowly approaches me.
There’s nowhere to run.
He touches my face
Where the tears have stained my cheek.
A rush of unbearable pain
Sears through every bone in my body,
Like a thousand daggers penetrating my very soul.
He loves to see me writhe
Like a worm on the hot sidewalk
After a summer night’s rain.
I want it to end.
Praying just to black out.
Just to forget the pain.
But here you don’t forget.
It’s still there.
Always there.
Nagging you,
Every day,
Every minute,
Every second
Of your worthless eternity.
What a great way to spend forever, huh?
Yet still deserving
And waiting to receive
So much more pain
And sadness.
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