Embracing Sky

I drag my soul to hell where I sell my soul to my creator

and protector. Like a football player, I touch down in a

state of mind that I have never been in before the dawn.

I am numb to my problems and lose grip of reality in the

search of serenity. Sorrowfully, I hold a rope in my hand as

if it is my only last hope because I am having difficulty listening

to the pope. I tie the rope around my neck and check out of this

chaotic life of mine. I continue to knock on heaven's door until I

can unlock the door to Jesus' heart and hit the floor below me.