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The Watery Pits of Hell
I open my eyes to see nothing
White light burns and blinds my sight
A room I can see as pupils adjust
Of white, of purity, of mystery and confusion
A room of nothing
A room of only a bed and door
Where was I?
Where has my sinful life landed me?
The door, the answer
The sign swaying in lazy breezes on the other side knows
I open the door
I look
I read
I sigh in relief as my eyes glide over the beautiful script that reads: Heaven
I have made it
I have succeeded
I have gotten by to earn eternal happiness
But wait
My love, he is missing
I am alone in this white room
What is eternal peace if I still live alone in body and mind?
My love
Is he in Hell?
Is he burning in the forever pit of fire?
Not nearly as painful as being apart form his love
I run. I run.
I sprint to the cliff upon which bounds Hell in a deep canal
I kneel over the side
And wipe my eyes as sight falls upon his face in Hell
He gazes up at my sorrowful mourning and smiles at tears of pain
He smiles and he waves
As he sinks deeper into a watery Hell
Water was Hell and not fire as foretold in the bible
‘Tis an endless pit, canal of water that one cannot tread
For eternity he will drown
He will crave air as his lungs burn
He will forever die without dieing
My love is in Hell and he smiles at me in Heaven
“I did it.”
The sentence whispered in my mind secrets untold
He did it
He was the one who awoke in Heaven
He was the one who made it by
He found me in this watery Hell
And bargained his soul for mine
He was willing
To suffer forever
To ensure my happiness
My safety
He was willing to die without dieing
So that I may live in peace
I screamed and cried in a new mourning pain
I felt a pain in my unworthy heart
Because my love
Loved me more than I loved him
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