Jac's Story Part 07: Letter from the Other Side. THE END

I can feel nothing yet I feel so cold,
I hunger for nothing but another life for me to hold.
Emptiness surrounds me and I greedily feed upon my soul.
I try to devour it all so there will be nothing left.

My phantom breath makes dust arise as I sit in this waiting room.
Waiting for what, I don't know.
Maybe my impending doom.
For the life I had led wasn't the best.
But I'll never regret the things I've done,
my head only hangs so it can rest.

Why be punished for the life I was born in?
Every innocent child is purified of sin.
But yet carries the sins of the mother and father.
My only crime was to try to get away so my pain wouldn't go any further.

Along the way I seen more who were like me.
They sprawled out on the floor as a carpet with needs.
But then their needs turned into greeds and I realized the mistake I was making and when I stopped they blamed me.

I was damned as soon as I formed in my mother's womb.
My father was an abuser and that passed down to me too.
My soul has scars of the bruises he left emotionally.
I'm still trying to figure out if he did it intentionally.

It isn't fair that in this seat is where I sit.
Wondering if I will burn in hell for all the mistakes that I came to commit.
I just wanted to get away.
But seeing the door opening up and hearing my name being called for judgment, I realize...

I never truly got away.