As a society, we're all so scared of dying
My own body cannot survive when theories begin applying
But the concept of death
Shows one's last breath
Six feet under
Makes me wonder,
What is so frightening?
The situation only becomes more heightening,
The unwanted feeling of leaving,
Causes someone to start grieving.
Five stages too long
I definitely am not that strong,
Will I ever get through it?
Through all this ****?
Before I commence a dying fit?
Maybe, maybe not
For now, my soul will rot
Until I receive a solution
And die from attribution.