We are born into this world not knowing what lies ahead.

Is life a reality?

A dream?

Are we ALIVE or are we dead?

Can you feel me? Then touch me,

Can you hear me? Well listen, tell me I'm ALIVE and it's not my mind just wishing.

Shake me and yell.

Pull my arm or grab my feet, let me know I'm living please.

Wake me if I'm asleep.

Its been so long since I felt this joy or felt pain.

Yesterday and today I heard people calling out my name.

It feels so real or so it all seems, when your sleep is so deep it doesn't feel like a dream.

I know I still laugh, and sometimes I even cry.

When those tears start to shed I drop to my knees and ask God why.

He speaks back, I hear him so clearly.

I listened to everything he said, "MY SON  YOU WILL ALWAYS BE ALIVE AND NEVER THINK OF THIS AS BEING DEAD!"