PIP

I'm once again backed up on poetry. As I've said before, when I get this kind of back up, I stall with writing new poetry. So, until March 15th, I'll be posting one poem a day, as a way to catch up. After that, I'll resume normal posting.

I think I get so scared
because of a great fear of death.
A great fear that upon losing
all functioning
in my brain,
and my body,
it will just be the end.

I don't know why.

The secrets of the afterlife
will be presented
to me
as they are to everyone,
but the certain
amount
of
uncertainty.

Makes me uneasy.

11/14/2015
Riley Welch