Untitled Poem by Little Opal

I used to have motivation,
It's now been replaced with stagnation

I once had goals, dreams, hopes
Now, seems all I do is mope

No longer happy anymore,
Seems that I can barely cope

Wishing and praying that after my demise
My soul will finally be well

But then my mind keeps telling me that
I am already in hell

Constantly wondering what the next phase will be,

Is there really a Heaven,
Or will my suffering last eternally?

Since no one can say factually,
I'm forced to just wait and see

What it is that the afterlife
Really has in store for me...