Why are you here? Is it my time? Wait I need to see my family first, 

they need to know that you've come to take me. Mom!... Mom!...

Can they not hear my feeble plea?

Can they not hear my humble cry? Was it the life I lived?

 Or was it just faith that made us cross paths? You don't speak, nor do you feel..but you listen....and 

you see... you see, you see. You see me

Have you always saw me? Am I that special that you needed me?...Me!

My very being, My very soul...My wayward soul. 

Does it attract you?  does this wayward soul attract you? 

Do I have a chance of redemption? a chance to finally breathe again

A chance to rewind time and experience the mirrors of life.

Or shall I fast forward to where I shall rest for eternity?