I'm only twenty years old,
But my life seems to be flying by.
It's hard to enjoy it,
When I know I could die tomorrow.
I saw a girl laughing today,
She was with her friends.
She looked happy and carefree,
I bet she's not afraid to die.
But as for me...
It consumes my every thought.
I lie awake till the small hours,
Agonizing over it.
I try to slow down,
My perception of time.
I try to make moments,
Last as long as possible.
But they always end.
I'm always left feeling,
Like life's slipping through my fingers.
I hate it.
Why can't I be like that girl?
Why can't I live without fear and pain?
I want to feel the things she feels,
To forget death, and live.
I just don't want my last thought,
To be one of envy.
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Author:
Echo Seeker (
Offline) - Published: March 10th, 2018 18:43
- Category: Sad
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Comments2
Really well expressed and loved the ending.... and it's true.... some people just never think about death and others are totally aware of it (I know I am)........
A very good write Echo
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