Heaven
Heaven…
When your heart stops
You see heaven
Not god and angles and trumpets playin’
But the world in slow motion
Silence playing
And nothing seems to matter anymore
Because shock is on repeat
Heaven is a state of shock that you neither feel nor think in
But heaven doesn’t last long
Though it seems like forever
You are eventually spit out like Lucifer and you hit the earth running into reality
And when you catch your breath
Well, things matter again
You remember all that had been bugging you and you forget how much heaven
meant
It meant no more
Pain
War
Friends
Death
Family
Forgetfulness
Loss
Memories
Numb
Gain
Love
It mean no more numb heaven is thirty seconds of numb no drug can match
Copyright © Tanika Cooks | Year Posted 2007
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