I Thought About Death Once

I thought about death once.
Where do we go?
Is Heaven really there?
What about Hell?

I don't know why I thought about it.
I'm not a dark person.
In fact, death scares me.
I don't want to die.

I don't want to be buried six feet under.
Maggots will eat my body.
My body will turn into nothingness.
It will be forgotten.

I don't want my soul to roam around without a body.
I won't be able to feel anything.
People will walk right through me.
I won't be able to stop anything from happening.

I don't want to be forgotten.
People will only mourn for a few days after the funeral.
After that - nothing.
Just a thought pushed to the back of the person's mind.

I thought about death once.
Never again will I think about it.
I don't want to die.
I just don't want to die.