When I Die

What should I expect?
Will I go to the heavens above
or straight down
to the hell below?

I dunno if I should reject
this old belief and put
inside the drawer,
among with things unknown.

Of all the ideas I have, I think,
most have the depth of a sink.
None of them are really useful
and I don't have a single clue
if there's an afterlife...
I can't solve this strife.

But why should I care?
Death comes to everyone,
and will show her deadly stare.
So, the deed is done.

If there's hell or heaven,
a purgatory and grieving,
it really doesn't matter.
I will no more suffer,
because live is a lot harder
than die. Death is easier.

When I die, don't mourn me.
Don't ask where I'm going,
just let me rest in my passing.
Dead, that's how I should be.