the other side
What does it look like? How does it feel?
After the silence will I wake again on the other side? Is the void endless or is there something else out there? Something else on the other side?
If the world silently goes dark, goes quiet, what awaits me? Will I remember? Will I feel the moment I pass over? Will it hurt? Or will I have no idea?
Will I see what happens after to those around me? Will I see what the future could’ve been? Will I dream of what was? Will I dream of what could’ve been? Will my regrets flash before my eyes? Will it show me a world where I had the courage to do the things I wanted? Will it show me the world if I had the courage to live on?
I’m not scared. And I think that’s scary. I’m not scared. But time will tell what happens next.