After all, it’s finally over…

The life we live

The pleasures we seek

The things that we think

Where the hell is it?

Is it the heart?

Or is it the brain?

Or is it the conscience?

or the soul?

I wonder what it means to be alive

I ponder what it means to live a life

With all the wonders and ponders

There comes the day, the day to surrender

And that’s it, that’s just it

no words, no thoughts

no soul, not even goodbye

After all, it’s finally over…