rhapsodic thoughts

oblivion

dark space.

will i be aware of it all or will i have no thoughts?

will my mind have disintegrated along with my frail body?

not only that but will the day which i leave this earth also be the day which i can't talk? yes

can't breathe, can't see, can't hear, can't taste, can't change, can't move

can't think.

i will be nothing, yet also everything around me.

can i really ask for more?

we are humans.

we have our time.

we come from nothing and then we die.

and then we're gone and there is absolutely no coming back.

we cannot simply buy more time.

we won't know what happens the day after we die.

we won't know who cries.

we won't know who mourns.

we won't know if our grandchildren will grow old because we'll already be gone.

the worst part of it all is that we'll be forgotten.

every memory we shared and every thought we brought to life will fade like a lost polaroid.

our name will be no longer be ours and everything we ever did will disappear.

memories will cease to exist because the people we shared them with will also be gone.

nothingness is inevitable.

hell, i won't live for another hundred years.

it's no laughing matter, oblivion will welcome us mortal humans sooner or later.

just wait, don't ask for it before your time.

since, no matter what we will all die.