Died and Came BACK!

 I was dead
I was gone
It was black
There was no song
There was no light
There were no gates
There was no welcome
No feeling of fate
There was no feeling of home or comfort
Only feeling alone
Like a desert
A desert of nothing
A desert of pitch black

I could not see
I could not fight
I was in limbo

If I could have felt,
It would have been utter fright
Utter terror
A horror
A mighty feeling that nothing is right
And that it's all over and it's all wrong
I am dead in a terrifying place I do not belong.

But then there were hands and for the first time I felt
I could feel them on mine as if they melted into one,
and I saw their beautiful faces; my loved ones,
as bright as the sun,
and they pulled me back and away from the dark.

They pulled me to life to tell me "Hello, it's ok, you can just talk,
and you can live with our constant LOVE."

And I was back