When there's nothing left to offer and your bones begin to break. <br />The world recycles you into a deathly state. <br /> The days become much harder feeling easily abused. <br />There is not much left of my slowly burning fuse. <br /> <br />Now that I am here i'd like to have a drink, so that everything I remember shall become erased. <br />So won't you join me have a seat? <br />We'll ponder why are lives are beat. <br /> <br />And when we find out we will know. <br />This world is just so very cold. <br />Our souls will travel to the stars. <br />Although Heaven will reject my call. <br />Hell awaits with open arms. <br /> <br />Your halo will surely glow while I dwell deep down below. <br />Yes are paths will cross again but nothing more then friends. <br />Take it by a grain of salt our emotions locked inside a vault. <br />But for now I will rest where the fire surely grows.<br /><br />Douglas ClearyMaxwell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/between-heaven-and-hell-3/
