Afterlife

Where am I tonight when I lay down again? Am I still here or am I just lying on my deathbed? When my tears soak my pillow, they lie here and weep with me because I'm alone again and I know that I'm always alone. What is company and comfort? Are people really here or are they just silhouettes of our loneliness? Because when I close my eyes, I see the darkness. Is that darkness my death in it's finest form and I am, for my life, suffering in every breath and my body finally gives in when my breaths stop? Is every little breath a feeling of dying and loneliness and our bodies are suffering until our bodies reach of age or are taken by a black possession? Every time you close your eyes, your body travels into a black paradise... a world beyond our own comprehension. Our minds do not understand because we do not want to understand. We ignore the fact that when we close our eyes, we are dead; or at least we are in a state of numbness. A state of numbness, not to where we can not feel, but where we cannot see. In actuality, you can see. You see what we are after our lives are gone. My constant questioning, is it real?