I was dying, grasping onto my last breath as an airless scream exploded from my lips and void of all sound. My shallow breathing quickly diminished to a desperate hand, holding onto life and not wanting to leave. As this painful hysteria started to fade into a spiraling descent down an endless abyss called 'death'. An illusion of heaven and hell lingered upon my clouded conscience bringing a rain of unfathomed questions to the seemingly blatant black and white reality we live in. What were thought to be gentle storm clouds are the infinite judgments upon our painfully lost souls.