12 June 2015
14 minute explanations
It's cold out and my mum just walked past my bedroom door saying goodnight.
It got me thinking.
What if that was the last goodnight I ever heard from my mum.
If what I'm writing right now was the last thing I wrote.
If I had numbered minutes left what would I say?
Would I panic and waste it; freezing up and not being able to move.
Or would I accept the fact I was going to die.
Maybe I might even try to stop it.
It's like a level up from 'if your house was burning what would you save?' question.
People are so concerned about trivial things like causing trouble for others and wasting time; I wonder what they would worry about in their last minutes.
They get so caught up in themselves that they forget we aren't here for ourselves.
We are here for others and to make a change.
We aren't a mistake and there must be a reason for everyone's existence.
People are just too scared to go and take it.
I want to see the world and see who I am.
But if I did only have minutes.
I would tell my friends and family I love them.
Hold my puppy for a moment.
Listen to my favourite song.
Scream that I won't ever need maths ever again.
Try and right wrongs I've made.
Eat a bar of chocolate.
Hug my family and friends.
And most of all I wouldn't waste those minutes being scared about what's next.
It's somewhere hopefully better and I'm not religious so I wouldn't call it heaven.
but in ancient times Greek people had never left Greece.
They too were scared of the unknown.
Little did they know there was a whole world out there past the dark depths.
YOU ARE READING
The recollection of my misunderstood thoughts.
PoetryLife's a struggle and it's hard. There's nothing you can do. Just get trough it. I hate my life. There's nothing new. But when the sun is out and the sky is void of clouds you can't help but feel a smile is overdue
