Inspired by Hallowed Be Thy Name by Iron Maiden
I don't have much time
as I sit here in my cold cell
waiting for my penalty for my crimes
crimes worthy of death
They take me to the gallows at 5 o'clock in the morning
not too soon after the sun rises
the bell chimes
my time here is running out
The priest comes in to read me my letter
the letter states all my crimes
I am sickened by what I have done
Why did I do these things?
Am I afraid to die?
no I am not
I knew that what I was doing would lead me to my death
soon I shall leave this world
The guards come in and cuff me
they drag me out of my cell
I can see the light of the sun streaming into the tunnel
it is time to end this dream
The executioner stands beside me, ready to lift me up
the mayor reads my sentence, stating my name and my crimes
the executioner snarls, and chuckles at my crimes
I am ready to die
The priest comes over to bless me and to say a prayer
he asks that God have mercy on me, that I may not go to hell
but he's insane, there's no possible way I can go to heaven after what I have down
the last few grains of sand are falling to the bottom of my hourglass
The executioner lifts me up
he hooks my neck to the chains
he asks if I have any last words, and I reply
"I am ready"
My last breaths excape from me
I feel like a fish out of water
my neck is about to collapse
I gasp for air, but it doesn't come to me
My body is now distant from me
my soul has left my earthly body
now where am I to go?
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Poetry
PoesiaI don't know if this would be considered poetry or not, but I guess I'll upload it
