The accident was quick and loud
I don’t know what or how it happened
I seen my body lying there bloody and still
Motionless so I knew what my end had been
I had felt myself suspended above my body
As I seem to be awaiting my departure
There was a spiraling light up ahead
I had heard the cliché before
I felt myself compelled toward the light
I assumed I was headed to the good place
As I approached the screaming began
I could hear the scratching and the clawing
The light as I drew closer was not from above
The light was forcing me downward
A flame was a source of the light
And it awaited my arrival with a thirst for my soul
I have now arrived and there is no escape
My last words to you are to warn you
Just because it is a light people see
Does not mean Heaven awaits thee
And no marvel; for Satan himself is transformed into an angel of light (II Corinthians 11:14)
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