Voices muttering in my head.
Telling me " I am dead."
Running wild like an animal unleashed.
Scared as hell, around the deceased.
Where do i go?
What am i to know?
When will i be fine?
Why are we tested with time?
Who is really mine?
Questions is all.i ask of you,
To answer them wisely and true.
I know i am really dead,
The voices tell me inside my head.
I haven't gone to the light,
Because for some reason i am in your fight.
I am stuck between heaven and hell.
Your soul, it's time to sell.
I didn't cross over because you still needed me.
Don't you think it's time to set me free?
©terrylin53
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