Jan 22
Today I realised we all die
When is a mystery
Oh, I hope it’s the night.
The fear of the thought
Cripples me inside.
I panic some days
The thought of leaving
Everything behind
No more dreaming.
The fear of the thought
Swells in my chest.
In this life I have
I continue to try
To be my best self
But why?
It doesn’t matter
If we all die…
When is a mystery
Oh, I hope it’s the night.
The fear of the thought
Cripples me inside.
I panic some days
The thought of leaving
Everything behind
No more dreaming.
The fear of the thought
Swells in my chest.
In this life I have
I continue to try
To be my best self
But why?
It doesn’t matter
If we all die…
I am overcome most days with the thought that I won’t live forever. Even though I know there isn’t anything I can do and it’s just a part of life, it doesn’t make it any less terrifying for me. I love you all
