My stomach is bleeding out. I didn't scream or shout. Just watched my guts flow. Easing my worries of doubt. Because teetering on the edge, of if i'm alive or if i'm dead, Felt like a virus that just continued to spread. So where am i now? witnessing my pathway from hell, Out of this cell, into heaven. Hearing heavens bells tell me, that it'll all be alright. That i'm done with my sentence. That i'm done with these nights, of battling hell's trolls and smoking bowls to revive my soul. Im just bleeding out this venom so that i can finally know peace. So i watch it flow. My body already knows, that this soul has over powered this devils mold. Feeling the peace in my pain. Lightheaded and being drained. The sane'est moment i've claimed, watching my body dying while content in my brain. i often wondered... whether this would ever happen.... So i wanna be present, and make sure my bodies passin.... Passin these earthly classes.... passin all of the pain.. epassinnn thsss exiizztence..

into the heavenly