"Are you coming?"

that sweet voice asked me...
And It was so that I hesitated...

Even if I knew...
I was no longer me...
I was...born anew...
I could fly...

I was light as air...
And even then...
I could not answer..

"are you coming?"

What about who I leave behind?
My family...
those who loved me...

"they will move on.."

I didnt want to believe it...
I was integral...
I was loved...

"Are you coming?"

I cant..
dont make me...

The spectre was patient...
It stayed.
I sat...
I didnt know...

Even if I knew..
there was nothing for me here...
Why was I hesitating?

I didnt know..

"are you coming?"

Im coming...
wait for me...