I look at the cut,
A crimson stream flows from my arm.
I look but god has abandoned me but Satan takes my bleeding arm and guides me to the window, he ask me why, and if I really want to die. “I wanted to know someone cared and no, I want to live! Please let me live!” He tells me the truth, that god doesn’t care because god isn’t there, that he is the true creator of mankind. I laugh “makes sense” I say “so can you save my life?” “ Hell no!” is his only reply. He stands there and watches me bleed to death. Its funny I think as the last of my blood leaves my veins. No one cares and then I hear a voice say no one is there. I wake up there is no cut, no blood I look around, “same dream I’ve had for the past twelve years. Of course I can’t die, I laugh as I realize as I have for all those years,
I’m in heaven