Death

They speak of death as if they have died a few times and have the experience or the expertise to reflect on a delicate subject. But then again it is human nature to demean what they fear. It is not that I am not afraid of death or I am happy to die. It is the fact that, when my time comes, there is nothing I can do about it. Further simplified by the fact, that I am not even promised another second. So I have a hard time fearing the only sure thing with a knock or a letter prior to arrival.

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