Why are we here?
On Earth,
Going about our daily lives as if we don't care what will
happen after,
After you think your last thought, breathe your last breathe and
fight your last fight,
If there heaven or do we just sleep?
If there is hell that attacks you but do you feel since you are
already dead?
Is their ever lasting darkness?
Plunging you into a sea of horror and despair,
Wrenching at your non-beating heart until you can't take it
anymore.
Or are you floating carelessly on white fluffy clouds, eating
grapes and lemonade,
dancing with the pixies and unicorms?
We will never know and that is what scares me the
most.