As I touched the top of life
I felt as though heaven
Had again appeared
To take the very fiber
And suck the being out of my life

Rather short though it was
I sought to linger over its myth
That we as mere mortals
Were unjust and foul
In our thinking of higher things

Shut down and released from thought
I stopped outside myself
Only to find doors shutting
In unison without the will
Of locks and the hopes of keys

Ruling only with my prayers
I wrapped tight and held on to my dream
I sectioned off my needs
I ran from that dirty scene
And into the bright light

Of faith closing off that thought
And opening for myself
A gust of wonder to apply to my mystery
I was alive again, and so I reached out to
A much needed angel friend

Things were explained and fear
Took a back seat
Watching from afar
As I pushed and pulled at the last star
I needed it once again

If I was to be given another chance
Yes, I needed to learn to live again
To begin to right this misunderstanding
How selfish of me to think that
Thought was for me only in
The End