So here i lay...
alone in a dark room..
I'm wondering into the obelisk
of the day to be
as i lay bleeding on solid grounds
and crying on air
i wonder into a tunnel
walking to the dark light
that separates me from life
and as i lay i dye crying
bleeding to live
but.. i feel a sign... the tells me I'm not dead...
i feel the warm drops...
of red glittery like liquids following my hands...
and as i more think....
i remember when i was a child...
i always thought the clouds were puffy like a pillow....
and i remember my father who i loved so much....
and my mother who gave me this life,
who i also love very much...
laying on a cold ground
resisting the death...
i cry
as blood runs into tears..
they shine like the sun....
yet the only thing that shine in this cold room
as i see an angel saving my life
i worry to now stay in my world
so i asked him a question
a favor for him to do...
i asked him to tell my father i loved him...
even though i couldn't really tell him how much...
he told me i will meet him were i would go...
so i asked if i was alive
he said
you are to live the life your ere meant to live
you have passed the test
and now is when you will leave the obelisk
and really live
i was so curious i could not stop crying
so i told him to tell my mother
how much i loved her so
he said he would
so for now i lay alone.... cold..
with no one aside me
as I'm carried to life
and leaving the pain
for this life is but a Meier challenge for all to overcome
for painfully as it can be we must all leave one day...
so i leave it for you..
and so for me.. I'll let my blood turn to tears....
