Poem I

What is death but a mere gateway to another domain?
I call it a gate, but you call me insane.

You call it a beast, something feared by all men;

But when you pass through it, what do you say it then?
Heaven or Hell, where will you go?
Most fhope for the first, others believe nothing is so.

I still call it a gateway

And yet here you still call me insane.

I wrote this like two years ago... I just recently found a whole host of poems under my bed.  I'll probably put them all up on here.  My favorite is Dog.  The begining line is very similar to Kings and Queens by Aerosmith.