Lately,
I've been catching myself fantasizing about my death.
When?
Where?
How?
Will I feel pain?
Or be flushed with emotions?
Will it be quick?
Or long and torturous?
How will people react?
Will they care?
How long will they mourn me before moving on with their lives?
Who will tell you that I'm gone?
Will you go to my funeral?
Will you cry?
Will you grieve?
Or will it not have any effect on you?
These are the questions I ask myself daily.
Just searching for answers.
Jan 26, 2014
Jan 26, 2014 at 12:12 PM UTC
Lately,
I've been catching myself fantasizing about my death.
When?
Where?
How?
Will I feel pain?
Or be flushed with emotions?
Will it be quick?
Or long and torturous?
How will people react?
Will they care?
How long will they mourn me before moving on with their lives?
Who will tell you that I'm gone?
Will you go to my funeral?
Will you cry?
Will you grieve?
Or will it not have any effect on you?
These are the questions I ask myself daily.
Just searching for answers.
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