What happens to people when they die?
Do they go in pain
Or they go in peace?
Do they seek forgiveness
Or do they grant forgiveness?
Do they feel scared
Or do they feel relieved?
Do they wish to relive
Those hours when life was most innocent and beautiful
Or do they wish to erase those seconds when fate was bad and cruel?
What happens to people when they die?
Do they wish to be surrounded by their most beloved
Or do they wish to be alone?
Do they go to paradise
Or do they go to that one place so cold that's void of life?
Do they wish they don't have to die?
Do they fight to hold on to that thing that's life?
What happens to people when they die?
Do they simply disappear
Or do their traces stay behind?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem