I scream.
Blood soon follows.
I grasp the wound,
Distressed by the pain.
As I try to move,
My hand
Smears the red velvet,
Over the walls.
The sharp tang of life
Drips away in time.
Reality quivers away.
The kiss of heaven soon follows.
The lucid dream becomes real.
As hate turns to harmony,
As fear turns to courage.
Imagine,
A world where anguish is gone,
And sins are reconciled.
Because the worst is over,
And mistakes can be forgiven.
