Before me is a path that could be good or bad.
A thin line is made and the sides of this fateful war
make their plea.
Each were told of great things, but only one is waiting
among the outcome.
So much love and grace from one.
So much shame and tragedy from the other.
One offers undying love and truth.
The other offers power and inner lies.
At the end of this life, I will be put into the
hands of judgement.
The result will decide whether I embrace the golden gates,
or whether I am cast away into the pits of disaster and flame.
Each world holds possiblity in its own way, but only one will I have the chance to have.
What is before me is a chance at eternal happiness
or eternal damnation.
A window opens casually within each of the houses.
Voices call from either side, summoning me to come to them.
Will I be granted justice and forgiveness towards my sins?
Or will I be granted even more isolation and be held in contempt for my life's rebellious stages?
What is before me are two choices that only I can provide a final decision for.
What is before me is a nonstop, ever flowing thought process that I can pray for to give me help in making that crucial walk to the right side.
Which will I choose?
Will the judge put forth his thoughts instead of my own?
"Dear God... I pray to you now and offer you my soul
and my life. Every smile and every tear will go to you. I will put my broken heart in your hands to mend. I will put forth my sins and hope that you can see good in what I've done and love me again. I will be that ever loving child that you've always wanted me to be. I will try to not to blame who's to fault for what things happen in the future. Instead, I will offer them a chance to take the path that I have. The right choice has been made, and I give you my efforts in keeping that promise solid."
Please, tell me that what is before me is no different from what I have chosen.
Let me live... even in death.