I fear physical death because I may just go…
To the realm of nothingness, nothingness, nothingness
Where I will be occupied by emptiness, emptiness
Like a blank sheet of paper – forsaken & meaningless!
To the space of nothingness, nothingness, nothingness
Where I will be visited by loneliness, loneliness
Like a cup with no water – forgotten & useless!
-03/32/2015
(Dumarao)
*My Fear of Death Collection
My Poem No. 365