What if he isn’t there?

There at the end of the tunnel

What if there is no such thing as light

None to counter the darkness

None to guide us through

Nothing but nothingness

What if this is hell and not life

This seems just as bad

What if goodness is just fictional

Fictional God

Fictional Hope

Fictional Life

What if we die and disappear

What if all this has just been lies

What if there is no god to love me?

What would I do then

They say believe

But what if it’s all for naught

I have been waiting to embrace death

Waiting to meet him at last

Waiting… But what if he isn’t there?