Escaping Life

You want me to live my life, 
Cheer up and put down my knife, 

But what if i couldnt go on, 
When im alone and your forever gone, 

Do you want me to stay this way for good, 
Pretending to be happy like i should, 

It could be possible to smile one day, 
But i cant when bottling up so much pain, 

The promise i cant break will hold me back, 
No matter how much i begin to slack, 

I'll smile for you and be happy i guess, 
Live on through this mess, 

But im telling you now and you better not forget, 
That sometime later on it will burst out of my chest, 

I wont be able to keep the promise that i made, 
Escaping life before going on another day 

The Best Poem In The World

I was shocked, confused, bewildered
as I entered Heaven's door, 
Not by the beauty of it all, 
by the lights or its decor.

But it was the folks in Heaven
who made me sputter and gasp-
the thieves, the liars, the sinners, 
the alcoholics, the trash.

There stood the kid from seventh grade
who swiped my lunch money twice.
Next to him was my old neighbor
who never said anything nice.

Herb, who I always thought
was rotting away in hell, 
was sitting pretty on cloud nine, 
looking incredibly well.

I nudged Jesus, 'What's the deal? 
I would love to hear Your take.
How'd all these sinners get up here? 
God must've made a mistake.

And why's everyone so quiet, 
so somber? Give me a clue.'
'Hush, child, ' said He 'They're all in shock.
No one thought they'd see you.'

Judge NOT.