suicide..

the tears in my eyes and the blood from my wrists are nothing compared to what happens next.. i feel myself falling deeper and deeper into a doze, as on my casket you lay small red rose.. i feel my spirit lift heaven bound it flows, i can even hear angels chanting in their beautiful white robes.. but suddenly im stopped, dead in my tracks, i see god shaking his jead as i am pulled back.. so no more glory no more bliss, and i scream as i fall into hells ever burning abyss..