Laying in the hospital bed
Wondering if I'm going to make
It out alive
I can't seem to feel anything
I'm numb
My body gets colder and colder
Each time the week passes
One week pass
Two weeks pass
And yet, I'm still getting colder
Then, to my surprise,
I see a bright light
So bright that it almost blind
My eyes
An angel came and took my hand
"Abigail, it's time to come home now,
Your time is finally here,
Your work on this earth is completed
Come with me, Abigail, into the light
Of the heavens where you will live
For all eternity."
He said, in a sweet voice
I took his hand where I
No longer had to suffer
Now, I can be in peace.
My time has come
