Hereafter

I keep this lonely fear at bay

stored deep within my mind

when I let it out of here

I'll be no longer seeing blind.

My thought remains unspoken

for fear it will come true

I wonder if we are all wrong

if we've been played a fool.

From our earliest beginnings

we've been told about our soul

what if it's wishful thought

so we won't give up our goal?

Are we just alone here

not infinite in life

do we fear an ending

more then stopping all our strife?

If darkness falls upon us

and our bodies fail to heal

does it make our life less wondrous

does living lose appeal?

No one has returned to us

from the other side of dying

in all the time we've been around

not one has been heard crying.

So faith is what we have to hold

what promises hereafter

and somehow holding that belief

makes living greater laughter.

But the question must be asked

if it can be called a sin

does anyone really believe

that when you lose you win?

After thinking long and hard

about this very lonely question

I've decided not to take a chance

being here is my selection.

So I place my hope in living

admittedly from fear

and live my life towards ending

hoping thoughts will become clear.

With this great hereafter

as I watch avoiding sin

I'll keep looking for that perfect spot

where everything begins.