Post-mortem

It's a natural thing, that's what they say.
That everyone, has to die someday.

The thoughts that swirls, up in my brain.
I fear, they might turn me insane.

What happens, when we say goodbye?
When our souls leave our bodies, alone to die.

If you believe in God, and Heaven and Hell.
Then your soul goes there, for eternity to dwell.

But you cannot see it, or feel it or know.
Heaven is'nt a place, where bodies go. 

Thoughts like this, bring me sudden panics in my sleep.
Nightmares of after death, as darkness makes me weep.

Not feeling a cool breeze, on a summer's day.
Or hearing my favourite music, blast and play.

Never seeing a flower, ever again.
And no tasting or breathing, or speaking then.

No feelings of love, and no feelings of sad.
No feelings at all, makes my stomach feel bad.

I imagine complete darkness, or a constant white light.
The sun's gone forever, hello eternal night.

Anything and everything, that I ever knew.
Will eventually dissapear, right out of the blue.

And the scariest thing, I don't know what it's like!
To be alive one day, and the next take a hike.

No one else knows either, except the deceased and The Lord.
But we're not supposed to know, the unknown word.

I've always feared, all things unknown.
And over time, those fears have grown.

Sometimes I pray to God, that I will never die.
But my belif that he will answer, is all a lie.

As ironic as this might all seem, there was a time I wanted to die.
To kill myself and leave this world, so the one's who hurt me would have to cry.

I actually tried and I tried again, and I believe it was God who saved me.
I have faith in him now but after all that I've done, I am afraid of what death will be.