Misunderstood

I guess I misunderstood,
that my wife wasn't dead.

I started to shed,
tears for my stupidity,
and knew that my validity in this world,
would end soon enough.

I tried to untangle,
this rope around my neck,
that was strangling me.

I cried and cried,
and tried and tried,
but I could not budge the rope,
even a little.

As of every second,
it was harder for me,
to breathe.

I began to feel faint,
and saw the stairs to heaven,
appear before me.

I knew that if I climbed to the very top,
I would never be able to come back down.
But there is nothing,
that I can do right now.

I took my hands off the rope,
to wait and hope,
that I will go to heaven peacefully,
without any troubles.

This was the end,
for me.
Darkness filled my room,
and took me away from everyone.

I finally understood,
what death was like.
I was, forever,
in an eternal darkness,
of pain and agony.

Copyright © 2006 by Nicolas Seto