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.