Why is it that death scared the hell out of us
And yet, we are not sure what happens
Where we go, if we go anywhere
And what we will do, if we will do anything
Or is it because we are not sure
Of what happens
That we are so afraid
Shaking in our skin when we hear the word
There are so many religions
stories of afterlives
And tunnels
With a bright light at the end
Is this true
Or are these stories to comfort us
To give us hope that there is a life after death
When there maybe not
And so if there is not
It may be better than what the after life could be
Its not as if we would notice
We would just be asleep forever
