The fears are coming back
That my eyes will only see black
I hate to say this but I'm afraid
Afraid of the things that will happen
The "what if" of my mind that won't stop thinking
But I know that I should stop dreaming
And start facing
The reality that our bodies are decaying
Start listening
That we are all dying
And accepting
That everything has an ending
But I know my fears will never stop chasing
And will always starts Destroying
The dream I was building
