a step in the wrong direction

I lay there a long time
I saw many clouds go by,
I smelled the sweet fragrance that was my purfume change to rot,
I tasted the decay that once was cherry gum,
I heard the animals chewing and gnawing where they used to purr and cuddle,
I felt the changes as the warmth left my body,
It was at least a month, maybe more
When I finally got up I didn’t feel the same,
I felt lighter and I knew that it was time.
I stepped before the gates of heaven,
I listened to them call my name,
I felt the regret as they read the list of my shortcomings,
I wished I hadn’t followed them into the dark,
That I had the chance to go back and find my savior,
But my time was over,
I took a step in the wrong direction,
St. Peter asked me where I was going,
I told him I shouldn’t be in this place,
“dear Child” I heard a voice say,
“With your last breath, the last beat of your heart, I, who made the stars, who gave you life, I heard you cry out to me, and it was then that you were saved.”