Hard to believe

Hard to believe

To think I might die

one day

over truly

not might but must:

I must surely die one day.

Nothing is solid,

not even me!

Not even me!

Surprise!

Surprise!

Subconsciously I did believe otherwise.

I would come

around

alive,

always alive.

The thought alone

in my head

now

leaves me speechless

breathless.

You mean this my life is not forever?

I am afraid to die in pain,

in vain.

Clueless really my whole life,

a bit wasted,

an existence close to not knowing anything.

My whole existence has been so far

about searching,

always wanting something,

dissatisfaction a lot.

To think it could be over any moment,

really

I mean

you gotta be kiddin’.

Think about it

for a second

just for a second…

over really and for good over

is hard to believe.

Hands up who believes it!