THE DAY I DIE

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I like to think of the day I die.
With my heart descending into stillness and myself gone.
With flashbacks playing through my mind and my memories wrapping up.
Will I be alone or surrounded by loved ones?
Will I be with the one I love or with the one that loves me? Will I be happy?

Or Empty?

Hopefully I don't find myself at the end and realize I never started.
God forbid I'm on my dying bed and remember the promises I made to myself and broke.
Or the goals I set and never got to.
Will I be young or would I be old? Guess I will never know until I know.

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