"What happens when you die?"
Most people feel too awkward to reply
But I like to ask it to peel back layers
Small talk is for uninterested fakers
Some say reincarnation
Others say eternal life or damnation
I used to think we were reborn
Because the concept of dying is so foreign
My ideologies change daily
And they've started to change again lately
I asked my friend Clay what he thought might be
Clay didn't answer, instead he asked me
"Do you remember anything before your life?"
"No, all we've ever known is life."
"Well that's what it's like when you die."
This idea troubled me, but made sense
Life is dirty, but in death we are cleansed
There's relief in every struggle, resolution after each fight
So isn't darkness just as okay as light?