Monday, January 24, 2011

Death

Death- The act of dying; the end of life; the total and permanent cessation of all the vital functions of an organism.
Everyone has to die sometime in this life. Nobody was born to be here forever. I know I wasn't..
I'm terrified of dying. The thought of it makes me cry, makes me sad and depressed.
I'm scared to wonder what will happen to you once I'm gone..
I see you going down the wrong path. I see you doing things you shouldn't.
I worry about you so much.
Whats are you going to do when I'm not there to motivate you no more?
What are you going to do when I'm not there to tell you to
"Go to school on time"
"Don't cut class"
"Do your work"
"Study"
"Do the right thing"
"Think about the future"?
What are you going to do with yourself? How are you going to end up?  You have so much potential that your putting to waste. Its like you got your priorities fucked up.
I wonder where you will go in life.
I worry about what you will do, cause if you don't care about yourself then who will about you?
When I pass on I wanna know your ok.
I want to die in peace.
Im also afraid of what will happen to my family.
Will they care that Im gone?
Will it matter to them?
But then the thing I wonder the most is how soon will I die?
Will it be in the next hour?
Will it be tomorrow?
Will it be 5 years from now?
A week from now?
I never know when that time will come. Will I have completed everything I needed to complete before leaving?
Will I leave unfinished buisness?
These are all things that I worry about, questions I ask, questions I wonder, things I wonder.
But someone once told me everyone has a purpose in life and once they have forfilled that purpose there time here is done. So I'm guessing when I have completed all thatI had to is when I will leave? Is that how things work? No one knows how the angel of death works.
Time is ticking..
Are you doing what you need to be doing?
Are you doing what you would like to be doing?
I'll leave you on this note...
Live everyday as if it was your last...
Cause remenber Tomorrow is not promised to you.

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