HORROR Poem: “So What If I Die?”, by April Allumbaugh

So what if I die?
leaving behind the old
murky water in the fridge

So what if I die?
A half tank of gas
All those damn emails
This is what it means to be alive

So what if I die?
Who will watch the dust
Collecting in the corners of the room
I didn’t sweep when I was there

So what if I die?
Might as well
Take another hit or a sip
Think of all the sad songs
I’d miss

So what if I die?
Do I really want to know?
There’s a quiet answer out there I’m sure
Loud enough to keep me here

So what if I die?
Will I face the consequences
for all my sins?

Pray for me.

Take care of
All my things.