Fear of Death

Carmine



To overcome the fear of non-existing means to understand the fear of living
What good is life if you can't value death

and

the mindset of thoughts going away

To overcome death means understanding oneself and the body
So when I stand as death I'll be craving life as life crave me

 

Life saying to me

that as I understand how valuable I am I crave more,

that I'll be chasing her reaching out my hands

trying to overcome myself.

 

as Death I say to life

that you are beautiful

and

make so many smile

while many cry towards me.

 

it hurts over and over

that their existance disappears

 

Life holds my hand

and

tells me that is why they value me

 

because without me they would be soulless

lost and wandering away from their goals

the goals to overcome themselves

 

Life holds me closer with her arms

as I death looks in the distance

 

eyes closed withering away

smiling of acceptance of knowing

that I'll be forever

 

they'll make machines to live longer

virtual worlds to escape with their minds

store their brains where their souls hide

 

but in my reach I hold their hands with life

to make sure they value every moment they have

 

so don't be sad or frustrated

because you did the very best with us by your side

 

together we will be forever like

the very stardust that you are made off

 

only because we are gone

or

unseen

doesn't it mean we don't exist

 

because we are the ones

that took care of both your heart

and

mind

 

Life and Death

Ambition and Motivation

Heart and Soul

 

because we stop

until you want to stop.

 

  • Author: Sunflower of Yesterday (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 3rd, 2020 20:48
  • Comment from author about the poem: I have feared death recently even tho I am only 17 and have a long life ahead of me with a beautiful girlfriend I still fear it. The fear of nonexistment, the fear of knowing I'll be dust to another star. So because of that very fear I started doing research and wanted to create a place in a world where the brain is kept alive but transmits it's soul while a body of a clone is ready. A virtual world that is the waiting room until they are welcomed back as a mind in a clone or a robot with a soul. I chase this research because of fear, because of fear I value and because of value I work to keep it.
  • Category: Sad
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Comments1

  • Lost at the beginning

    This hits hard, I'm in my feelings right now and this poem just hits me hard. Thank you so much for writing it.

    • Carmine

      It's more me that should be thanking you for reading it. It's always nice to know how people feel about my peoms, my thoughts and my mind. It is actually that very reason I am inspired to share my words.

      So thank you for reading and taking your time.
      Not only that experience, feelings and thoughts always hits deep when we can either relate or feel it.



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