Epiphany Of Death
I lay awake sometimes, thinking of death.
Getting closer with every breath.
Can't bare to think of the abyss of forever.
Conscious never ending... Never....
An infinite existence, a pit of despair.
Why is it only me who seems to care.
I'm a true believer in heaven and hell.
But there's never going to be an ending, no final bell.
What will I turn into, will I still be me.