Suicidal Portals

I say I'm going to a better place
How do I know?
I've seen other realities
When you die you're resurrected to a new life
Sometimes better
Other times not
Those of us who kill ourselves meet old friends
We cannot say hi
For they do not remember us
We may not remember our jumps
but we know we are old souls and become wiser
What do we call the space between our death and a new life?
Our suicidal portals.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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