Heaven Fall's Against My Naked Soul Poem by James McLain

Around, all around, life's dark memories gather.
My dread grows,
as the angry hand of Heaven falls against
my naked soul.

and If I should die,
before I wake know she has drained me.
And my life ebb's out,
and my blood drips into the ever thirsty earth.

In numbness I fall limply
while Death's shadow then surrounds me.
Now alone,
my fervent plea falls upon your hardened heart.

What I am, is all I am, because of you.