TerminalTerminalMost say knowing you are going to die at a certain upcoming point is the scariest thing you can experience. I disagree. Not knowing what to do with your time is scarier.I went in for a standard check-up and within the week I was told I had less than a year to live.My first three weeks after diagnosis were spent alone in my apartment in a hysterical delirium. I considered suicide almost daily. Knowing when you will die is the most unnatural thinking the mind can experience. It mutilates every grain of thought.Our instinctual urge to survive begins to fight back; but without any means to do so. Eventually, you begin to tear yoursel
TimeWe don’t like the idea of time passing,It’s hardwired into our brain to fight against it.We squeeze all we can from life,Every – Last – Little – Bit.But everything is a reminderOur Days are set; No time to play.And when we lie in bed at nightWe hear our Heart pulsate time away.And as we walkOur footsteps tick for timeIt marks nothing of significance;It marks the end of Mine.We can ignore this forcePretend it isn’t real.But it dwells within Us.It’s in the skin we feel.We cannot surpass time.We cannot escape its fire.So we shall let it encircle usLet the Tick- Fuel our Desire
Just UsI can tell she thinks I don’t care anymoreI can’t help but feel it when we talkWhether or not it be trueI refuse to let this Relationship just walkIt’s more complicated than anyone could possibly understandBut some of the best things in life areAnd I know we would have it all backIf we could just have an hourJust usBut instead we have livesWe have what we need to doBut is it all worth itIf it means staying away from you?You can never deny that there is still something thereYou can’t deny you still feel itI can see it in your smileAnd I how I wish we could be “it”But I’m never givi