DEATH Poem: What Happens When We Die? A Prose Poem, by Casey Cai

What happens when we die? Is it just darkness and no thoughts? Will I cease to exist? Terrifying. They say it’s like before you’re born, and why worry, it’s inevitable. Yet I lay awake at night, spiraling in fear. How can I live forever? Perhaps with modern medicine, immortality can be reached in my lifetime. But what if everyone can live forever? Will there still be meaning? What if it’ll only be accessible by the rich and power hungry, and I’ll end up trapped endlessly, just an exhausted cog in the machine. Isn’t that more terrifying than resting in the dark? What happens when we die? What happens when we live? Perhaps death is the more welcomed end.

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