Nov 18, 2015
I’m sorry world
People don't rest after they die. There is just this black nothingness, a coma you never wake up from. Sleep and rest and God have nothing to do with it. In all the heartful regrets people are putting out there, a silent question or two prevail: when will it happen to me/ will it [ever] happen to me? It will; death at least, maybe when least expected, maybe when you're 80 and ready to go. Nobody's ever ready to go and my regret meets the unanswered prayers of those who still think salvation comes from above.