a blade on the floor
i almost step on it
before i put it into the sink
i notice some blood on the edges
at first i just think it must be something my wife cooked
but then i remember we ate out lst night
then i feel something dripping on the floor
i lift up the blade and become startled
the knife is bleeding
its bleeding blood
pure dark blood
soon it becomes faster
it pours out blood like a faucet
i drop the knife and run 
 it has to be a bad dream 
so i relax and go to my bed room and fall asleep
i have a dream with that knife
my wife comes home from work and i get out of bed
i pick up the knife as she walks in the kitchen
it is still bleeding there is a puddle of blood
right when she is inhaling to scream i run towards her and stab the knife
directly into her chest
the scream fades….
i feel her dying i let go and the falls down
desperately she tries to pull the blade out
she fails
she coughs up some blood and then she dies

i look at her
and i feel a emotion
a very strong one
it is fear
fear of what i have become
instead of crying i pick up the knife
i walk out the kitchen to my bedroom
i lay on my bed
and i put the knife firmly onto my neck and i press down ever so slightly
and i slit my throat

i wake up screaming
i don’t know where i am
there is fire
lots of fire
red demons laughing while they pull bodies behind them
i look over the edge of what i am standing on
all i see is lava
the demons throw the bodies into the see of lava and they all burn up
there souls float up
up higher
trying to run away
but they can’t
they are chained and bound
all bound to one persons arm
and that is satan’s

a mighty humongous beast
with claws the size of sky scrapers
with horns raised up so high it hurts to try to see where they end
he opens his mouth
and he laughs
thi si the laugh of evil
a laugh of a psychopath
one who feeds of misery…
death…..
envy…
anger…
anything that no human wants

and then i realize something
something that is very smart
i laugh back…
i laugh so hard it looks as if i am happy in hell
and i fool them
every single one of them is fooled
but one
the devil
he raises hsi claws and drives them through me
but when i leave my body
the chains are broken
every single one of them
all broken
every single soul trapped in this demise
is free
but the devil does not like this
he does not at all he tries to put new chains on some of the souls
but he can’t it is too late
all the minions of satan all burn up
for once they feel pain
the place is boiling up the
devil becomes mortal……
i laugh as i rise watching the devil
burn up into eternity
and i realize something
the has chains on his legs
no wi feel guilty
he was just like one of us
 a sinner
but it is too late
he dies
hell is swallowed up…
because of me…..
and yet i still feel pain
and i realize
if i feel pain
then it can’t be a dream……