Travelling through time to see where you end up.
Alone in this journey and lost through this fog.
Whispering voices telling you that your at the wrong place.
All of a sudden you see a familiar face.
You are a lost spirit, searching for your new life.
But before you reach that point you must pass through your sorrowful strife.
There are lessons you must learn.
There are memories you must burn.
You can look upon your loved ones and give them a sign.
But you can't touch them, whatever is heard you must leave behind.
Judgements will be made and a price will be paid.
But you can only guide them with your echoed voice.
Remember you have a choice.
If it's to painful to reach out, then maybe it's just not your time.
You can cross over, you can shine.
Life on the other side is just around the corner for you.
This is your journey, this is your truth.
©terrylin53
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