Of fear and death

15 Jan

I fear death. But not just dying, the absolution of eternity. But not just hell, the idea of no afterlife. Of infinity, regardless of its whereabouts. Of not leaving a mark or a legacy or a masterpiece. I fear forgetfulness, disappearance, an unfinished work, a lack of love and success and fulfillment. An empty ending with no satisfaction. So yeah, I’m afraid to die, but dying requires so much baggage. Its hard work to live, but I want proof it was worth it.


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