Notice of absence from rengoku
if I’m off I’m probably punching my bed in anger
if I’m off I’m probably punching my bed in anger
i have a problem,
what if i die?
what if the end comes and you're not here?
or what if it comes and you're far away?
and i can't get to you…
what if i die ?
will i see you again?
i want to be forever together
but its hard
i love you and sometimes it overwhelms me just thinking about it.
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Gyiuu does cry (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: i feel this way sometimes
- Category: Love
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Comments5
Unfortunately, even when someone is with you, from my experience, dying is a lonely experience. Mostly for those who keep watch. I know this from watching friends and family who have died. The sadness is palpable.
thank you for your comment i also understand because my grandma died 4 years ago
A thought that anyone in a relationship has. Nicely expressed leaving it to the reader to answer. I like this approach because every one has their own answer
thank you soren!
The only way to bring them with you is to focus on them as you die.
Hopefully a memory of them arrives with you in the next life and is a source of inspiration throughout it.
thank you maple !
It's funny - when I was quite young , I used to worry about death a lot.
Now I'm 82, kicking 83, it doesn't worry me at all....whatever will be will.....
i hear it doesn't seem to bother you the older you get
thank you for commenting dave!
That is certainly so for me anyway. Please just get out there and enjoy life when you can.
This is eternal fear of a human!
To die is what is given by God to every Gods creature.
So it is important to live.
To live in full capacity to live and take care of our life's and the time which is given to us.
Our task is to make something of our life's To live to create to help to love to believe to work to be useful.
To use the time we are given !
so true falcon!
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