Reality

I walk down this desolate road I see far ahead but nowhere to go. I hear screaming and yelling all around But I keep walking I don’t make a sound. Blows start coming down on my head And at that moment I wish I were dead. The screaming won’t stop, them cursing at you I gasp for breath then I turn blue. As I start fading out from the midnight sky I see Heaven and I’m flying high. I see your tears rolling down your face And in your life I’m losing my place. I can’t stand it I just want out! Please tell me what this is all about! And as I look back down that desolate road I look to the future wondering where to go.