Questions to the Unknown

Death is only the beginning This is what I hear From demons and angels around me I wake Only to see it wasn???t A dream, this is real I then look down on the being It was once me, now its lifeless Dead Never to feel, taste, or smell anything Ever again Then the image passes And I see into the minds Of all beings, it didn???t seem possible But I could Seeing into everyone Forming a complete picture of insanity and confusion Nothing was in many of these minds And the confusion intensifies As I see this, the picture fades into the abyss Then I see the opposite The minds that have meaning The minds that ponder on the many troubles of life Few of this kind are seen But is it easier for these people Who have something to hold onto Maybe humans need this something to hold onto The walls that enclose each persons life Do these walls have to be filled? The walls that blind people And only let them see their own views