7 Gates Between Heaven and Hell (Unedited)- (Louis Toliver Jr-Austin, TX)

After 7 days stuck in Hell

I had arrived through darkness

Tired

Wired with fear

Uncertain of the future

To a narrow tunnel

At the end of Hell

The angels of hell guided me here

Faith in me

They wouldn’t let me stay

I was a way

A bridge between dark and light

I was willing to fight

Hell was out of my sight

I crawled through the tunnel

Claustrophobia came

Shame

Guilt

Suffocated my body

Yet I pushed through

Loneliness would not take me

My body barely fit through

I squeezed onto a dark surface

7 gates were before me

“They sent you away I see,”

Someone spoke from the darkness

Only piercing purple eyes

No body, no face

“Where am I? I asked

Light showed from behind each door

“Between your destiny,” the eyes spoke

I became ill suddenly

Then I vomited a bright purple key

“It is you,” they eyes moved closer

They spoke again, “Open your path.”

The key hypnotized me

I looked at all 7 doors

Colored light came from behind all of them

Red, yellow, orange, blue, green, indigo

But there was only one purple gate

“This is YOUR path to heaven,” the eyes assured

“Navigate your light wisely.”

“What’s behind the other gates?”

I was curious to know

“The fate of others, now go,”

The eyes went black

I stood with the key in my hand

I chose to better myself

I unlocked my gate, to my destiny

…out of Hell, into Heaven

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