After Life

Whispering words of the forgotten
Of those long lost to death
Will I soon be amongst them
I wait with bated breath

Will I be forever lost
In the greater scheme of things
Never to touch the holy light
Or earn my ivory wings

Or will I rise up to the Heavens
Where I will receive my halo
Never to doubt my fate again
Or those from down below

Questions never to be answered
Until your final days
Your eternal soul could go
So many different ways

But when you start to question things
Such as your fragile mortality
You soon begin to wonder if
Death is just a formality.