Someone asked me recently,
What's my biggest fear
Or what scares me until I die.
I thought and thought
Over and over again.
Couldn't come up with an answer,
What is it that scares me the most.
Was it the life I loved or the life I lost,
The fear of losing my 'reputation' .
Or maybe not being 'perfect' was what haunted my heart.
Maybe losing him was something I never wanted,
Or revealing my bare skin behind the clothes.
Maybe staying all alone was something I feared,
Or maybe falling off of this mask that I always wear.
But then I heard ' it ' ticking in my ears
It echoed like the strings of a viola.
I looked at my aging hand
And saw it glimmering in the sunlight,
It was showcasing the ' time '.
Second by second I knew it was passing, the happy moment of my life,
And minute by minute I knew it was coming, the death was waiting at my door.
Hour by hour I was fading away,
Day by day they were leaving me.
And when death came to embrace me,
I smiled for I knew it was ' time ' that I feared.