Plastic

I haven't written any poetry in a long time. Today marks the year after my father's passing. While at work, I have just been slow, thinking a lot.

This poem is a representation of how I feel about me, as a human, and my thoughts on reincarnation. I used to hope to be reincarnated, with a chance to be something better. But as I get older, the more I think about death, and the potential of life after death, I am starting to hope for total, and complete nothingness.