Afterlife

I fear 
That my afterlife 
Will be boring. 
I fear getting bullied 
By other
Dead guys. 
I fear having 
No friends
Down there. 
With no one 
By my side. 
I fear 
That life 
Has turned us 
Into stupid, 
Stuck up optimists. 
Making us 
Immune 
To thinking 
How truly lonely 
Death is. 
I'm insanely scared 
Of suffocating 
In the dark 
Depths of Death. 
I can't imagine
How numb
I'd feel
From hearing nothing 
All day. 
I wish 
I believed 
In a heaven, 
So I'd feel 
Pacified. 
Knowing that 
There's a better place 
Where happiness 
Is in-finite. 
I can't. 
So the thought 
Of death 
Engulfs me, 
Makes me lose 
My mind. 
It sinks me 
To levels so deep 
That I can't 
Even hear 
Me cry.

The writer is the founder of Thought Kitchen, www.facebook.com/thoughtkitchen