A Lot Of It

The abyss calls
Seductively beckoning,
To be satisfied,
I edge closer.

The precipice
Of Life and Death
Either way I go,
Or fall,
I’m screwed

In Life, pain
Stabbing at my heart
Ripping at my unsound mind
Becomes reality

In Death, release
But potential Hell
Or potential forgiveness
To the Father

I figure either way,
It’s a sentence to hell
Only one’s an eternity,
And the other takes forever to end.
Veronica4 Veronica4
18-21, F
Oct 12, 2011