[ WP ] What happens when we die ?

A darkened state? I must be late. I've missed the trip to visit heaven's gate. Though, it feels not like hell; No burning or searing. Then a slow fated conclusion in my head started gearing. This was n't heaven, this was n't hell. I'm locked in a box; a dirt covered shell. I ca n't move my body, my arms or my legs. I ca n't even kick, scream, scratch or beg. What had I done wrong? What of my beliefs? Has a life of pious worship left me trapped here underneath? 
 
 My thoughts, I feel them all, but not the oxygen I lack. I know not of my eye's workings. Is it white? Is it black? Please save me, please find me, please know that I'm alive. I knew I died too young, It's not too late for me to thrive. 
 
 No one's coming, no one came, no one will. Years and years of torment is the only thing that's real. Everything I could n't do in life, I can now sit and reflect; but of everything I come to solve, from my hole I ca n't eject.
