That Place

There is a place where I’m not allowed to be.
Normally, I’m everywhere, but not there.

This place scares me,
Because it exists without me.

I would like to be there.
I would like to be everywhere.

But there my existence ends.
There is the infinity of eternity.

Everybody wants me to be finite.
They want me to end immediately.

Unfortunately, I’m eternal, too,
But not there. Though somewhere.

People are afraid of me.
Still, they don’t decide for that place.

They risk an eternity with me,
Although they can barely accept me here.

That place would solve their problems.
And they want them to be solved.

They would like to be at that place.
But that place is linked to a person.

I’m not a person,
But I can be very personal.

I’m suffering and I know pain.
I’m the pain-maker.

There is no pain at that place.
There is only a person who carried their pain.

I’m the problem, I’m suffering.
He’s the solution. He’s the Saviour.

People suffer because of me.
He heals their wounds.

My existence started with sin.
He never started.

He always existed.
And He will always exist.

They say, they need to see
Before they believe.

But as soon as you see
You can’t believe anymore.

Faith is believing without seeing.
Faith is a hope in unseen things.

To get to that place
You need to believe in this person.

They call Him Jesus Christ.
Because He can save them from me.