Self Inflicted Pain
As I lay here dieing from self inflicted pain, “watching the blood flow from my open vein” A light shown above me.
A brilliant bright light. An angel appeared, fluttering into sight.
She offered her hand to take me to the pearly gates of heaven.
As I took her hand she said the word “wait”
She looked me over taking in the blood sight.
Then she let go clearly out of spite.
“There must have been some sort of error”
As she flew away it was more than I could bare. As I lay there dieing from self inflicted pain just watching the blood flow from my open vein.
A new angel appeared. Her wings were RAVEN BLACK. All love and kindness she seemed to lack.
She told me to come and I couldn’t pull away. So now my soul rests in hell while my body rots under the ground. Soaking in my blood!
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