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.