What to do when You stop?
When Your heart stops beating?
When Your hands stop moving?
You know You are dead,
but Your spirit is stuck inside this cold body!
Cannot feel a thing,
Ghost is just wondering through blood!
It screams for help,
looking for the way out,
out of this cruel Creature, this long dead Pearson!
Looking for the reasons Why, oh Why it happened this way?
And right now?
Then It calms down, It gives up, sees no light at the end of the tunnel..
It starts to raise,
high up into the sky,
pass the clouds and against sun!
It is free, weightless!
That Soul is now happy It is smiling
and flying around as free and beautiful as butterfly!
