i hate death
I hate the way I'm scared
Too scared to discover that I'll never amount to anything my childhood self hoped for.
I'm stuck in the wars that prevail on my head with no rest in between.
It screams at me.
Fears spew out of my head with no brake.
'Am I gonna die a lonely death,
forgotten by everyone I hold dear,
rotting in a corner with bated breath,
hoping for death to be my only companion?'