His Story

After what felt to be a millennium All around him, were souls going insane Longing in vain, for an ending to their pain With fire and brimstone serving as rain As the hell spawn proceeded to choke him A sharp heat shot through Sean’s nervous system The pain was so intolerable He feared he would die right there Questioning if he disappeared If anyone would notice or care Sean gagged at his attacker’s rancid breath As his internal organs were reduced to soup Sean struggled to fight the eminent death Though he felt more and more weak Around this freak He whom Sean had previously wished to comfort Now appeared to be his new source of hurt Just as Sean began to lose feeling, and only seconds from fainting The disturbing face finally spoke to him Without parting his obscenely chapped lips The cryptic voice asked him “Why didn’t you tell me?” The voice spouted in a raspy whisper And it seemed to be That it came out of nowhere The weakened Sean tried to answer But just didn’t have a prayer Sean soon began to feel numb As his lids began to close As he slipped from consciousness He repented for the life he chose Sean then began to come out of his diabolical vivid trance And found himself not dead, but startled in his own bed He had been given what many are denied, a second chance Relieved he was still breathing, he did a thorough check Soaked in hot sweat, and infected burns on his neck His alarm clock was going off that morning But all he could hear was what he interpreted as a warning Thinking you’ll live forever is just a childish spell So many people had disappointed and deserted him That he decided to pay God back, and rebel But now he knew if he were to continue That he would just end up in hell And that next time, it would be exactly what it seemed And not just something dreadful he had dreamed