Untiltled Poem by Victoria Elizabeth

I've wondered why do we live when we're just gonna die in the end.But what if you never died.......Nor lived but your spirit was still there and ordinary alive people came p too you and said'hello what's your name and how are you this fine evening'and you reached out to shake thier hand but you went through them and they just stood there and looked right through you and they could read you thoughts.What your going to do next.It would be like your there in spirit but not by heart.Your heart and holy spirit are in heaven.But your spirit and soul are in hellhole you call life.But is it really hell or is it just your imagantion an image a dream or a faint thought in your own misery you just call hell