
When I read this poem I try to imagine the way the author felt when he wrote this. It can be appreciated that he was not living a good moment in his life. He related his words to the fear of death. I think it is so common that people feel fear about death because it is something almost unknown. The only thing we can be sure about is we will die someday, but How about next? would it be good? bad? happy? hurtful? peaceful? No one knows it, and this is what frighten people. In a way, I think people feel alone when they face death. When we have to be in front of situations that may include any death feature when need to concetrate and try to be quiet.
I think we have to be in peace when we think about death. If we start to try to guess what happen after life, we may beacome insane, and this is not good for anybody.