I’m not scared of death.
I almost consider it as a deliverance.
But picturing you, taking your final breath,
I simply couldn’t stay anymore in silence...
I’d prefer to be no longer in this world,
Than having to, myself, grieve.
Returning to when I was a little girl,
To be allowed to be selfish and insensitive.
Until now, I never realized...
Realized that you weren’t immortal.
The truth crept into me had me paralyzed:
“Are you not gonna be by my side my entire life?”
Unfortunately I acknowledge that without you,
I couldn’t find any sense to life,
I would be lost and left with no clue.
Forced to face it with eyes open wide.
The Day will come, there’s no doubt,
Where we will have to say goodbye.
That same day everyone’s so horrified about
Then my only hope is to be the one to die.