My mom once, when I was eight-
told me about what happens when we die.

She said we forget about our friends and family.
We "become part of the ground and sky".

we forget about our mothers, fathers, brothers and sisters.
Their faces mean nothing.

We don't need anyone.
We don't need each other on the other side.

I guess its okay.
At least you wont be sad.
when you see me in hell,
you wont remember who i am.