I'm running my mouth just like I've got you, but I surely don't.

We've all had those days right? Those days that you really want to fall asleep but find that you can't? When you lie in bed thinking, just thinking. Wondering about what we don't know, and maybe never will? Is there a reason to these unsatisfiable needs for an answer? It's the thing that drives us to do what we do. Maybe in hopes to understand the answer to those seldom asked, or answered questions. What if this aching thirst is never quenched? What if there really isn't more to life than this? What if this is the only chance we've got? When I was young I used to try to imagine what it would be like to be dead. To not see, feel, hear, touch, taste ever again. I used to lie down, and try to cut off my different senses, to see what it was like. People believe that there is more to life than this. But what if there isn't? What if when we take our last breath, so does our souls? What if we just die, plain and simple? Some people can't accept that. Others do. I don't know what to think. Sure I believe in god, but it all seems too good to be true. I mean do we have any proof? Or is it just a fabricated dream blanketing everyone who's within its grasp? These are the thoughts that keep me up at night. Just wondering what there is after our lives have been lived.