Sometimes when it’s night
I think about what it feels like to be alone
It reminds me of what has happened to my late mom.
Sometimes when it’s night
I think of the horrors of hell
How souls are suffering because they didn’t listen to the
Word of Eternal Life.
Sometimes when its night
I think of how it feels to be tortured for eternity.
It pains me to know that someone is languishing in hell.
Sometimes when it’s night
I think why I was born into this wicked world.
I wish I could just die and wake up in heaven.