Phobia

I walked up to the gallows, hands bound tightly together and eyes blindfolded from sight.
What had I done anyways?
There wasn’t a thing I hadn't done nothing but right!
People murmured all around.
And I could tell they were spreading rumors about me.
Something stopped me from walking any further and light was revealed.
It seemed only a matter of seconds before the noose was pulled tight and the trapdoor flung open.
My neck didn’t snap,
My breath didn’t stop,
What did happen though?
Was the rope broke off.
I broke through a surface,
And water filled my lungs.
I could see my life flashing,
And a taste filled my tongue.
Suddenly this light changes,
And the rooms filled with gore,
But the only thing about me,
Is I want some more.
Metal piercing my body,
And stabbing my skin.
It feels like a fire is tearing within.
I wish my heart would stop trying,
But I no there’s no lying.
This is my worst fear,
And no one is here.
The water is back again,
But now it is soothing,
And all of those scars
Are not even bruises.
But one thing changes,
And light flashes,
The lighting strikes the water,
And raptures my body.
It tears through like disease,
Hurts me and the trees,
But suddenly the pain has ceased,
At least on the outside,
But on the inside it’s increased.
They all laugh and stare,
And now my friends hate me.
There’s no one who cares.
And before I jump from above,
My life is blinded by love,
And all I could want is too hold you closer.
But you stab me in the back,
Now life is just sadness.
So I’ll pay you back with all of my madness.
I’m in heaven now,
And I’m far from closure,
But everyone’s the same
And there is no confliction.
This is just some awful,
Confusing life state,
And I walk to these gates wanting second rate.
The guard there now asks, “So you think this is heaven?”
“Yes sir, but I’d rather be in hell, I’m sorry to tell…”
“Well this isn’t heaven dear lady, oh well…”