fate

You get a call.
it's fate. "Wake the fuck up"
click.

Did that just happen.
Did I just trip, thru my own death.
Before God shut the door.
The light was to hard for me to see.
Too blury for me to find that holy path.
know you walk among the living.
Like a higher power.
Cause you trip the door.
demons convulsing in own you.
you feel death linger.
Behind you. With every step you take.
Ur own shadow to hollow.
to decrepit to decayed
to even save
How can it be real.
You've trip the door.
One to many times.
An ur still here. How can fate.
Wake you from dis misery.