Thoughts while waiting

 To the world that is hell

I climb a step and ring the bell

and wait for hours to tell

"Let this be the last in the sequel"

The sun sets behind and shine the stars

even in the dark, I can see the scars

while waiting on the stairs to tell

"Let the days next be gentle"

Sweeping came the storm and thunder  

and swept the world in a flame 

While I stood waiting for hours to tell 

"Let this be the end of sins and blame"

I heard the click and heaved

to see an angel I was relieved 

Hand held she led me in with a smile

and led me into heavens in a while.