I’m finally here
The day has come
I have died
As words could normally sum

In fact, there are no words
I wait for judgement
Fear is not what I feel
Rather a strange sense of anxiety
As if I’ve already lived the process and receive nervous flashbacks

An assessment is no test
It is a sweetness of energy
The pure bliss or corruption of a soul
Forever blessed or damned

Stepping forward the last time, I look up
There is no face
Nobody has one, anyway
I stare into the unblinding light of eternity now
All I feel is empty

Receding memories flutter in
I feel their warm embrace on my true inner self
Psychedelic things I’ve imagined are true
For even if they were never expressed

Images of my previous wife, kids, and former life I had left
The ones before, those families in which time I never spent
For my life I thought I’d know all
In death, I realize I’m truly lost

You never live, you never learn
Everything you once knew vanished after that one last time
Of examination, a scan of the heart
Nobody can truly understand, not even after the start

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