Forgotten

I died only 2 minutes ago
The living are still calling me
Still grieving

I'm not in heaven
Nor in hell
I fall between the lines

I second guess my death
Watching people huddle around my dead and lifeless body
As I leave them behind

I wonder if it was worth it
I realize what I've done
I tell of all confessions; I reveal the secrets by the ton

I feel relived; they feel pain
I feel bad; because they drain
Because I left them, or didn't take them with me

It's not to late
Do I go home
Or leave
Towards the dark fiery light...