Since I was 6 I've always thought of the idea of death or people around me dying
What pains me the most is after all these years I realised people go on with their dying no matter what you do
I can't seem to be able to cherish the time I have with the people around me enough
Death scares me a lot
I mean, Why do people come into your life, make an impact change you make you love them, then leave.
Just like that.
Why do people say goodbye and leave you there in all the pain and agony
What's even worse is when they leave out of choice
It makes you think that you could have done something but no one did
and then there is blaming and regret and sadness and bitterness and lots of crying
I've never experienced it just witnessed it and I keep fearing the day I would be the one feeling all these things and not just observing
What kind of sane kid imagines their family dying... then try to prepare. then fail. I've been preparing for that day for as long as I can remember. Is it going to help? Most probably not. I'll go insane probably. Im so attached to things, its scary.