I can't imagine what it'd feel like to be ageless,
And to watch those around me grow old and die;
Having to suffer as the list of people to miss,
Grows longer as their spirits fly.
I can't understand why immortality sounds sweet to some,
As if it would be a gift of the most ultimate kind.
Just give me a song to hum,
As in the hospital I lay waiting to die.
This world possesses too much heartbreak for me to ponder,
Whether immortality sounds incredible.
I know deep inside of me that I needn't wonder,
Whether death will reap my soul.
My memory will exist for decades,
In the hearts of those I touched,
And even when away it fades,
Ar least I had loved ones I clutched.
Oct 30, 2015
Oct 30, 2015 at 2:04 PM UTC
I can't imagine what it'd feel like to be ageless,
And to watch those around me grow old and die;
Having to suffer as the list of people to miss,
Grows longer as their spirits fly.
I can't understand why immortality sounds sweet to some,
As if it would be a gift of the most ultimate kind.
Just give me a song to hum,
As in the hospital I lay waiting to die.
This world possesses too much heartbreak for me to ponder,
Whether immortality sounds incredible.
I know deep inside of me that I needn't wonder,
Whether death will reap my soul.
My memory will exist for decades,
In the hearts of those I touched,
And even when away it fades,
Ar least I had loved ones I clutched.
