Song: Illoquence - Darling Won't You (ft. Hazy Nights)
(I could sit and space out to this song for hours, its really grounding me in the midst of an anxiety attack ridden day)
From beginning to end, we ask ourselves questions.
what is the meaning of life?
is this all that i am?
how much am i worth?
did i live a meaningful life?
do i value my values?
or do i have values to not be condemned?
which way is right?
who dictates us?
is free will really real?
pressure, pressure.
you're going to break some day
you're going to die some day
your favorite songs will be played at your funeral
people will cry
all that's left are bits and pieces of us
how did you treat the people you've met in your lifetime?
were you humble?
were you loyal?
did you count the days right?
how long have you had that knife in your back?
was she the one?
was he the one?
worthless are the answers
the person you've become - is that person ready?
deathbed made of roses, you are holding on
when you used to be young,
but time finally caught up to you
did you make life fun?
or were you on the run?
stumbling through your hallway every night
ravage thoughts consume us
your age is a number you've forgotten
like everything else, humans expire too
our feelings and how we were
the things that we said
how we affected people -
are you the cure of the infliction?
one day,
you'll have to come to terms with it
all of us
YOU ARE READING
memento mori // poetry
Poetry" remember that you have to die " memento mori - /məˌmɛntəʊ ˈmɔːri/ noun an object kept as a reminder of the inevitability of death, such as a skull
