I can hear my heart ticking feeling very week.
So much life was there during the day,
Why does everything appears dead to me?
Is it just me or my imagination speaks,
Feeling so alone and as I look back,
I can’t really find any friends that I once had,
Was it me or did they leave by themselves,
So hard to guess, and the regret is still there,
Would life be any different if I would still have them?
When there is darkness all around and I can’t sleep,
I ask myself what will happen when I don’t live?
My mind just wanders around,
Thinking about things that I don’t want!
The bed feels like a grave to me,
And the silence comes and kills me.
How different would that world be?
Will I see the ones that I wanted to meet?
Why are we so afraid of the life after death?
For God is forgiving and he might forgive.
When there is darkness all around and I hear a voice,
Making me feel I am still alive.