How do you loathe death? Aren't you afraid to die? As we hide in the closet of life we fear the eventual fate of death, we try to avoid the outcome of fate and destiny but it always catches up to us. This poem was written in the thought of my best friend who was going through depression at the time, and I was scared if one day she will not be there anymore. National Suicide Prevention Help Line: 800-273-8255 Please if you are suicidal seek help, we are all here for you.