A dreamless sleep through the ages
Disturbed by a flash of light.
Prenatal or postmortem ?
It’s existence nullified.
And I know there is nothing to fear.
Nothing was my home before I came here.
And I don’t recall any unpleasantries.
Graves of down, torpid minds
In a state of oblivion.
Life returns with the memories
Evoked by the morning sun.
And I know there is nothing to fear.
Nothing was my home before my mind reappeared.
And I will sleep for eternity.
Yet the horror remains deep inside the stomach.
Not a regular fear ? it’s philosophical.
When the curtain comes down there will be nothing,
With no "I" to perceive ? it’s unimaginable.