Some say this is our hell. That something greater lies beyond.
We have our own prophecies on what we shall face in the face of death.
Are we really ending a life, or is it the start of a new beginning?
We fear the unknown, we quiver at the thought of uncertainty.
Maybe we are wrong to frown, but rather, we should embrace the short time we have, and embrace what is yet to come beyond the life we know.
Is this hell?
Its too soon to tell.