While I was falling
Time went slowly.
I made the mistake to look down
at the World of shadows below.
Time went by as slow as A
snail, never ending fast enough.
On the ground I saw a Rabbit
white and pure, like an angel.
I hoped it's life would be such a hell Hole
My life flashed, and I dreamed Of
Saint Peters standing before me.
But then all the dream left was Darkness
with no light at the end.