Eternity (2)

(I've always imagined eternity's gate to be rusty)

Back when I thought I was free,

Even ridiculed pew warmers in glee,

Unmindful of the dark needed to flee,

Believing believing fools will pay a fee,

The isolation, never letting myself see,

Endless dreams, I found it hard,

Now I'm thinking of coming back,

Hold open and ready your arms,

The assurance of another chance,

I'm willing for the life that lasts,

When called I had to return,

When my turn, I came back,

Into the hold of ready arms,

No secret pacts,

No needless fasts,

No regurgitated facts,

Just,

That gate ever rusting,

With my fate everlasting.