Acension Poem by Victoria Cooper

I'm alive, but I'm not breathing,
I'm in Hell for not believing.
I should not have let go,
yet I sold my soul
to the lord of pain
and I have nothing to gain.
I feel the pain of abiding Satan's law.

Oh, I wish could turn back now,
but it's too late to turn around
from the Devil's curse.

I feel trapped inside a place of emptiness, where empty souls gather.
Where evil reigns, and dreams shatter.
All these years of sin, and what do I get?
An eternity, of pain and regret.

These jagged scars across my soul,
burning in the flaming coals.
These fires sizzle as they catch my tears.
Each one with the sadness of my sinful years.

As the fires slowly die,
I begin to rise,
and ascend to the heavenly skies.

Here I am at the gates of eternity,
with every last bit of my integrity.

It was a highway to Hell, but with all evil men.
So I took the stairway to Heaven.

In Hell, I have died,
but from the river, I rise
as a child of God.