Life as slow as seconds, years as fast as ever
But when does life end? Never?
Some people believe that spirits will fly
But where do we really go when we die?
The years go by and I begin to wonder
Why life goes by as loud as thunder
Some people believe in God, some people believe in destiny
But why does the universe love to mess with me?
Do you relive life through reincarnation?
Or do you travel as a soul
Craving life but finding yourself in starvation?
Is your soul transfered?
Or is it what is preferred?
So much to fear but so little to be afraid of
The concept of death is not what people fear
It's after life and where we will appear
Maybe life has stages or maybe it all ends
I just want to know how it all bends
You look up at the sky and wonder
Where do we go when we die?♥︎
©sincerely
S