a toast to the afterlife
here’s to the afterlife —
what fate does the day after The Last Day hold?
doubt ,
doubt consumes man’s faith .
down into the depths of the pit
my mind descends ,
down to the caverns ,
the walls closing in .
the light dwindles ,
crushed under the weight of this apparent reality .
hopeless and helpless ,
lonely and tired .
beaten down by the endless sorrow .
discouraged by the reflection in the mirror .
day after day
the darkness overpowers .
day after day
allowing It to win .
dwelling in the tasteless comfort of numbness .
spending time hearing but not really listening .
full with life but not really living .
so fearful for tomorrow ,
that I can not really be Here for today .
a change ,
eyes open to the blessings .
i begin to ascend .
lifted by an Essence ,
lifted by an unconditional Love .
enter .
enter into eternity .
here’s to the afterlife .
Wardah
Thu 12th Oct 2017 14:29
I love that this ends with hope and love. Beautiful poem of contrasts.?