Fear of Death

Fatigue, my mind and body getting frail, I am

Endlessly and fearfully thinking of what lies ahead.

Anxious, I dread and tremble, I am not sure of

Recovering my lost spirit from deep madness.


Obsessed, my yesterday is vague, I trudge the thorny road

Fancy dress I wore, I am full of doubt.


Decency lost in my being, I become a vagabond.

Earthly and wrong deeds, my life sealed with woes.

Angry at myself; the world refuses to shine.

Time, the only thing that's in constant motion.

Homebound to hell, my soul committed a sin.



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Published on October 17, 2010 20:21
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