Lost.

Lost in an empty space.
No longer part of the human race.
Darkness blinds my once happy eyes.
Does this happen when one’s body dies.
All around a pungent smell.
In the background softly rings a religious bell.
All alone and no where to go.
At the end of this space there is no lightening glow.
My thoughts scared and my body cold.
In life is this what happens when one gets to old.