RefugeInRain

Death_

I\'ve always had this urgency,

like death is always near.

I can feel it at my back,

whispered warnings in my ear.

 

Not ones of threats,

not ones of decay.

Just a simple reminder,

that I\'m not on a permanent stay.

 

Just simple reminders,

bursts of courage.

Telling me to do what I can,

to write down what\'s important.

 

To treat every goodbye,

like it might be the last.

My deaths voice isn\'t scary or hoarse,

just a returning perspective that time moves fast.

 

Death isn\'t the end,

so build what you can.

Cause once you travel on,

to a much different world,

no matter what, you\'ll leave things behind.

So build what you want them to find.

 

 

 

you\'re still here till your last breath.