I've come to notice
That while I may not be suicidal
I do feel as though my existence
Is pointless
And that there's no need for me to be alive
But death
Terrifies me
It's like when you think about how endless space is
And at some point
It just becomes blank
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Confessions
AcakSo it's not really poetry, just little snippets of things I do or think when the darkness settles in
Fear of Death
I've come to notice
That while I may not be suicidal
I do feel as though my existence
Is pointless
And that there's no need for me to be alive
But death
Terrifies me
It's like when you think about how endless space is
And at some point
It just becomes blank