A Gate To Hell

I fear the fire behind the door
a gate to hell steaming there,
burning away in a fiery flame
slowly for a thousand years
lying lost, crying with others;

the need to find some faith
yet the fear in us too afraid
of the devil lying in a shadow;
swirling grey to utter darkness
confusing the mind to madness.

This is the dream flying away
trying to hide within his mind,
now a demon casting spells
too late to see a faded face
falling into a hidden dream,

being the home in eternity
searching for my forgiver;
the hidden image of him
veiled with spying eyes,
his desire to hypnotize -

Staggering away blinded
by a broken frozen angel
bewitched to stand alone;
the psychiatrist all in white
with a pen and pad to write!

"Having seen hope and failure
who and where have you been
to argue which one of us is you?
The right of every man to decide
his devil or my envy as the Savior."