Purgatory

Ripping down the walls that I have shadowed deep within my soul. Maybe young in years but feeling all the days of old. Still continuing my search for a small glimmer of light. To guide this lonelly wanderer through the darkness of the night. I slowly begin reaching out, only to feel the warming in the air. I've been lost in this hour glass with little sand to spare. Conscious of others around, but I only hear whispers in the wind. Now not able to see, but only feel the fire from my sins. As time passes the pain and fire make me weak as they grow intense. Yet now it's so dark I feel closed in like a dog behind it's fence. That's the deal for this sinner, it's always been the same old story. Before I can reach out to heaven I have to feel the flame of this place called purgatory. Life is this test I have to pass, and pay for the wrong I have done. I can't escape my sins, it's like standing in front of the smoking gun. Times i've been weak, body, mind, and soul. Sometimes looking in the mirror I can see how I've aged before I've grown old. My body falls and I curl up, just to hope to numb the pain. Wishing I could be cooled by the waters of a dark cold rain. My mind becomes lost, I know I can't take this anymore. It shatters like glass from the slamming of so many doors. I'll reach out one last time, searching for some help. I know it's been a long time since i've been on my knees and knelt. Please forgive me for all these sins, I know I committed and easily done. I know there are so many I can't name them one by one. Just like a sword falls, this place i'm in begins to fill with light. Tears roll down my face, I wonder did I pass this test tonight. The pain and fire disappear, slowly I begin to see a face. So bright and warm I stand in awe as I feel this new loving embrace.