Dying

Dying


I gasp as the darkness surrounds me,like black billowing clouds.
The coldness seeps into my skin.
I try to breathe but I can't.
I must be dying I think to myself.
I fall into the black nothing.
Never stopping.
My hair swirls around my face.
And my body craves gravity.
I land with a thud at the end of the hole
And look around at all the souls.
With a greeting and a wave
I'm welcomed into this new life.
I join the others in this soul filled
Paradise.