Heaven Or Hell

Like a ticking time bomb, I stayed in my shell. Waiting to get out of this Hell-- That was my life. Feeling alone in every corner, I stayed isolated waiting for a shoulder. Hoping someone would reach out to me, Thinking everyone else had the key. Till I realized that I was the door, And the key was in me. That's when I looked up for the first time, And realized that the only fault was mine. For I created my own misery, And blamed others for what I did to me. I picked my head up and walked tall, And that's when I saw them all... Everyone was like me. Or should I say how I used to be. Heads down with hand in my pockets, Waiting for someone to open them up like lockets. Thinking they too were alone in their Hell, And that's why I have this story to tell... Life can be a lonely place, Until you look up-- And see the world for what it is, An empty cup. Waiting for you to fill it with everyone else, Not to stand alone in it like it's a prison cell. For what's in that cup can beautiful and pleasant, And instead of being your Hell, It can be your Heaven.