Did you

Carry my bones with you
If you survive
And if you don't, tell me
Just how did you die?

Was it with glory?
With honour or fame?
How many cared for you?
Shouted your name?

Did you die lonely
With nobody there
Bones bleached by sunlight
and cool autumn air

Did you know it would happen?
Were you glad that it did?
Did you grasp at the future?
Or perhaps you just hid

Did you make a difference?
Did you reach all your goals?
Or is there inside you
A great empty hole

Did you notice the time
As it fast slipped away
The wrinkles that grew
And the pain, how it stayed

Did you spend your money
Or hoard it in fear
Give gifts to your friends
Or forget that they're here

How much did you learn?
And how much you forget?
Did you gain true wisdom
Or gather regret?

Did you remember me?
Was life too fast?
Did you discover
That not much can last?

My questions are over
I still have no clue
And I hear no answers...
Just silence from you

© Obscure 2021

(I'm not sure why I wrote this, but I imagined it to be a dead character talking to someone they once knew)