The inevitible certainty,
The unfathomable truth of it.
The end, the complete finallity,
We can never understand,
When it occurs it is too late.

Death. We can never know it.
But it is the one complete certainty we have.
I could be hit by a bus today,
Or fall under a train tomorrow.
Or maybe it will be decades away
In my bed surrounded by my family
And I will follow my dreams into the darkness.

When your end comes,
When you can feel the life draining from you,
When you look back on your life
Will it be a life you're proud of?
Did you live your dreams?

And what of those left behind?
What will they say of you?
Is it really death that terrifies us
The finallity, the unknown,
Or is it the regrets we may have,
The reality of the life we lived.