Life is like and hour glass

You can see your life passing by like the grains of sand

Endlessly moving until it is all gone

You can do nothing but watch the time run away

During this time you are weak

This weakness leaves you vulnerable

You’re blind to the coming enemy

An enemy you made

The darkness in you

It grows and builds in strength from your misery

And as your times ends you feel... Relieved

That you no longer have to witness daily horrors

However you very soon realize

You have to wait for such peace

For you are incased in the very orb of the hour glass

Inside is all the pain you have bottled

All the pain you caused on other

All the demons within your heart

The fear forces you to show your real self

The shriveled up pile of parts that is you

The pieces you try to get rid of but are always there when you return

For they are latched onto your very should

This orb of hauntings has one last thing to do

To question you, to judge you, to place you

You will be placed on one of two tracks

A track leading to a land where happiness sprouts and joy thrives

Or the other

One entirely based on the demons you hide and the scars they bear

This way will lead you to a place of fire, pain and sorrow

The black hole is its name

Where no lights shine

And no thoughts are made

A place where you are always, forever and completely alone...

As Eve took a bite of the forbidden fruit we eat a feast of mistakes

The luscious fruit of greed temps is

And as we partake... As we give in... As the hour glass begins...