Heavenly dreams

   Cold, dark, wet

Smell of rotting flesh fills my nose.

The sound of moaning children crying.

Then there is a bright light.

I see it and I yell, but no one answers.

It's getting closer and I hear a beautiful voice.

Then I relize im dead and in heaven.

I can't feel anything except joy.

The smell of death is gone.

I can see its face.

Eyes that shine like two suns.

and then it fades.