Glorious…

Somewhere beyond the grave, Beyond the clouds,
Beyond the stars,
Beyond the galaxies,
There is a place that so far I can only dream of.
A place where only the good may roam.
I cannot see it,
I cannot hear it,
But I can taste it,
I can feel it,
I believe in it.
This is the place where we are all destined to go,
Yet how we conduct ourselves in this lifetime may stop us from reaching.
Whether we all make it,
All my loved ones and I,
I do not yet know,
But some secrets are to be kept,
As we are unable to fully comprehend them as yet.
I trust in it,
And hopefully one day I will see it,
Make it,
Reach it,
Meet all of my loved ones there,
From the past,
My future,
And present,
And spread my wings.
It will be glorious.

Ending My Life…

By the roadside,
I ponder,
Trying to process,
Each thought like a knife in my chest!
I would openly confess,
They need not interrogate me like I am under arrest,
All is unclear,
Time lost.
I cannot remember before,
I am struggling with today,
And fearful of tomorrow,
Carrying my heavy burden of sorrow.
I was fast,
I was quick,
Gliding down the motorway,
I ran out of fuel,
Landed on a side road,
Out of harms way.
Blinkers on,
But no power to carry on.
My phone has full battery,
But I have no one to call.
Looking down,
I see my seat belt on,
This sequity measure assures me that this was not planned,
I am guessing that I was on a mission,
Definitely going forward,
And in a second,
It ended,
My purpose,
My focus,
My control,
My goal,
Just stiff and numb,
Everything stopped,
Time,
Sound,
Smell,
Stuck in my own personal hell,
Left with slight feeling,
And full sight.
Looking into the mirror,
My reflection does not look right,
Looking older than my years,
Fading away,
Out of fight.
My bare feet on the cold ground,
I feel the vibration of a large vehicle drawing close,
The headlights are bright,
Intense without sound.
I step into the light,
Immediately ending all of my pain and strife,
Subsequently ending my life.