It terrifies me, truly, utterly, completely terrifies me.
To know that someday, I'm going to die and not be able to save all those people who I've never met but desperately planned to save. There will be sunsets that I never see, light that never touches my skin, grass I will never walk on.
I'm a drop in the ocean, a grain of sand, a pebble. I wanted to make waves, but I cannot even manage a ripple
It scares me that I am going to die, and the world will forget me, more than it already has.
All I will leave behind is a file of sad poems and some tears drowned in an ocean of sorrow