Choice

I stand at the gates of hell,
the fire is burning my face.
Dark feelings flows from within me.
I'm about to fall, about to give up.

The golden path took me straight here,
And I wonder: Why did it end this way?
Wasn't this the road to heaven?
Was everything just a lie?

But before I cross the door,
the Invisible shows me the Tree,
and I remember...
I'm still in the right way.

Because hell lies between heaven and earth,
and only the braves crosses through it.
I have the tools, but not the guts,
To die and be reborn.

I cross the doors now that I know the truth.
My body burns in less than a second,
my soul takes much longer. Eternal pain.
But it's ok, I'm used to suffer.

Suddenly everything disappears,
The pain, the hell, my own self.
Where am I? Who am I?
Immortal solitude.

And then I come back to the beginning.
and I realize I never left. I never moved.
I am here forever. I am forever.
Eternal happiness.