You don't know,
Just how much I hate the skin I'm in.
You know know what it feels like to wake up, in the skin I'm in.
You don't know how much it hurts to know that you are made out of sin.
You don't know how much pain pleasure can bring ...
You didn't know that God doesn't grade on a curve.
Has your mind ever thundered in wonder, maybe we will all go to Hell one day?
Has you ever wondered about deceiving Grace?
Are you ready to face your eternal punishment?
Are you really ready for your eternal torment?
When you think this life is bad,
You need to learn to be glad,
Cause Hell is next.
Authors Notes:
This poem is pretty harsh. It has some truth to it. Mostly for the unbeliever. Possibly for those that think they are saved and not really. I've been examining myself over and over again. Just to see if I've accepted Christ for the right reasons. I must admit, the reality of Hell Still scares me. Sometimes I think it's this fear that drove me to Christ. But Christ wants us to love him for him. So, now I'm trying to fall in love with him. But if I'm only doing it to avoid Hell, then I don't think I'm really saved.
- G2G, Sunday January 31st, 2010
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