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FFM 17: Don't bother me"You said you were my friend, that you loved me like a brother.So why didn't you share your faith with me then? Did my soul not mean that much to you? That as you grasped onto my hand after I was shot, you didn't pray for me, didn't beg me to accept your Jesus. Now I'm in a place of constant torture with no way to EVER get out. These gates are my prison, the fire's my oxygen. I can no longer breathe for I have no body to function with, just my tormented soul burning in this lake of lava.With the screams from others constantly filling the chambers, my own joining with the mix.You said you loved me, but you kept silent. You said you'd do anything for me, but you kept the one and only freedom from me. You knew you would go to Paradise whereas I'd fall to the fire of hell.I wish you were here.""I couldn't be bothered by you, I was too busy to take the time to share my faith. We were always doing something else anyway, I used it as my excuse to avoid