Epiphany of Death

I lay awake sometimes, thinking of death. Getting closer with every breath. Can't bare to think of the abyss of forever. Conscious never ending... Never.... An infinite existence, a pit of despair. Why is it only me who seems to care. I'm a true believer in heaven and hell. But there's never going to be an ending, no final bell. What will I turn into, will I still be me. A crazy deranged soul, that's more likely. I'd get bored once everything's said and done. Nothing new and nothing to come. Even in heaven, forever seems too long. Am I thinking weird? Can I be wrong? Damn, wish I never thought of it. Wish I could forget. Life's but a drop in the ocean of the infinite.