What happens to us when we die? Does anyone really know?
What happens to our loved ones? Where do they really go?
I want to believe what I was told and believe what I think I feel.
I need to have something to hold.on to. Something I know is real
My faith is being tested each time someone dies.
It seems that's when my head is filled with this war of truth and lies.
My heart and soul know what I believe. I feel it oh so strong.
And then the doubt comes creeping in. What if I'm all wrong?
My faith is strong I do believe that you are here for me.
That someday you will take me home for all eternity.
I have no doubt but I do have fear.
Someone I love is no longer here.
Where is he and where am I?
Where will I go when it's my turn to die?
Do we all have these questions? Do we all need to know?
Or is it just me who can't seem to let go?
Move on! ! !