Limbo... Poem by Dustin Bradley

Life is but a time, in which death has not yet found,
It's a cruel and evil punishment in which unhappily you are bound;
Life is death showing its ugly face as soon as your think your free,
Then striking fast to slit your throat and laughing happily;
You fall to your knees holding your throat; you know the end is near,
But wait, it's not just death anymore; it's also pain and fear;
The three of them do a morbid dance around your bloody corpse,
Pains six-inch nails slam through your chest like solid metal forks;
He rips through your chest and pulls out your heart with a grin from ear to ear,
He steps back laughing a sinister laugh and now it's time for fear;
In a black hooded cloak, it appears in your face, its eyes are burning red,
Time is of the essence now cause it knows you'll soon be dead;
It throws it's arm's up in the air, and your eyes go wide with fright,
And it conjures all the demons, monsters and creatures of the night;
Ripping through your tender flesh and clawing through your skin,
It's a pain like you have never felt and it never seems to end;
The creatures leave and the three of them stand back to watch you die,
Then all of the sudden, a thunder sounds and lighting feels the sky;
It shoots from the clouds and strikes the three with a burst of blinding light,
They scream and shriek and disappear, then all there is, is white;
Then all you feel is love and hope as you float up through the skies,
It's said, you can watch this as someone dies if you look into their eyes...