When We Die

 

I know what happens when

 we die

It would be a shame for me

 to share the secret with you

for it would possibly shorten

 your life here even more

The future is just something made up

 to related to an everyday tomorrow

It is the hereafter

 that really and only matters

It is not about Love

 or being so good until there is no use

for you here on this plain

But it's about

 your thoughts as you drift into

 your new residence

Leaving this topic here is a lot

 like a ghost

  one who hangs in limbo between here

and there

When you know you're going on a trip,

  don't you prepare for it?

There is a choice to make in that other

state

  Some get angry that they have to

choose

  Some can't decide

 Some just go gently and peacefully

But the wattage of their bulb is the

amount they chose before they went

into it

Reviews

[momo]

interesting topic considering the more recent writes. complex yet attention grabbing! theres so much to be said about this poem but i dont even know where to begin to be honest.. a very good write though!