You think about death.

You think about suicide.

Who hasn’t?

But ultimately

Death scares you.

There is no heaven.

Heaven is a poor man’s last hope.

Once you’re dead the world will keep turning

As if you were never there.

Black nothingness

For eternity

And you won’t be alive-

Alert, aware, conscious-

Ever again.

The idea is untolerable.

You want to live forever

But be unaffected by life.

Watch the rumblings of the earth.

But you can’t.

No one can.

Is this why heaven was invented?

Out of fear?