A light in the distance of a black hole.
Is it really my time? I feel my life slipping away.
What happened? I remember pain and voices.
How did I get here? It feels like I am floating.
Where am I? It looks like a tunnel with bright light.
I see friends and relatives who are long since dead.
They join me and welcome me into their loving arms once again.
How can they be here?
Memories and emotions overflow my mind.
Is it really my time? Have I really died yet?
I do not feel that is what has happened as of this moment.
I feel and still I breathe, life is within my body.
Am I just replaying my life events,
Before I leave those whom I love and who love me behind?
Times of days long gone replay in front of my eyes.
Smiling faces and laughing voices echo in my mind.
Is it really my time?
As peace and calmness consume my weary heart and head
All the questions I have ever asked God are being answered,
One at a time. But one question remains unanswered,
Is it really my time? God, please answer me!!
The light is brighter now only I still have not died.
Those who are alive I am seeing again.
Tears of joy overwhelm me but they cannot see or hear my cries.
Confused I ask again in my mind,
Is it really my time?
The light is dimmer now and darkness is lurking all around me
Those whom I am leaving behind are here with me but their faces are fading.
Maybe it is my time? Goodbye for I will miss you all something terrible.
God, I am ready now, I know it is my time.