Wouldn't it be so easy
If we could go back?
Back to the beginning 
When the slate was clean
Devoid of hurt, shame, anger
Regrets, worries, or secrets
When we didn't even exist
In this human form
Not even as gametes


Wouldn't it be so nice
To return to that state
Of pure nonexistence, nothingness
Before the universe was created
Before the sun rose and fell
Before air filled our lungs


Wouldn't that be so great?