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My existence
When do we cease to exist?
Most of us do not know,
Some believe in something I dismissed.
There is no ‘up there’ nor ‘down below’.
Questions, too many for my liking.
Religion has no real answers for me.
Reincarnation, the concept of recycling.
All too vague, don’t you agree?
When believing in those there is no end.
No end to all the pain and anguish.
Death, an unwelcome friend,
Suicide, an unfaithful whish.
By letting go, being an atheist for all time.
I feel no remorse in taking my own life.
Without repent and absolved of any crime.
My existence will end with the sharp edge of a knife.
Most of us do not know,
Some believe in something I dismissed.
There is no ‘up there’ nor ‘down below’.
Questions, too many for my liking.
Religion has no real answers for me.
Reincarnation, the concept of recycling.
All too vague, don’t you agree?
When believing in those there is no end.
No end to all the pain and anguish.
Death, an unwelcome friend,
Suicide, an unfaithful whish.
By letting go, being an atheist for all time.
I feel no remorse in taking my own life.
Without repent and absolved of any crime.
My existence will end with the sharp edge of a knife.
Published 30th Jun 2021
Author's Note
A question allot of people have asked themselves and even more wil question in the future.
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30th Jun 2021 5:43pm
Thank you for the comment. I know, it is difficult to write or talk about these subjects but somehow it just comes to mind and I have to write it down. Hope you are well and keep on writing.
