Like a kid crawling
Into their parents bed to sleep
For he had a bad dream.
I am scared
Of death.
Of leaving you
Alone
In this world.
Of being
Alone
In death.
When I was
Little
My grandmother died
And all I could think
About was what
Death truly was.
My religion believes
You go to a happy
Place full of light
Where god and Jesus
Are there to be with you.
In paradise.
But whenever I thought
Of death
All I felt was a void,
Life being sucked through a straw
Out of my heart,
The darkness
Cold.
The unknown.
I once was told that people are
Scared of what they don’t know.
What is in the dark?
When I asked you about death
You said you go to
Heaven.
Sorrow builds
Uncertainty
Makes me fidget
My face says it all
That one part of me
Can’t understand
One concept of religion
Now sets us apart
Sets me apart
Will I not go to heaven?
……..
Footnote: I hate the ending and can’t seem to figure out how to fix it quite yet but yeah. It’s not finished product yet. Hold on for that ;)