I’m not afraid of dying,
I’m afraid of the being dead.
I dont believe in ghosts
So theres no comfort to be found in haunting.
I’m not afraid of dying,
I’m afraid of going before I feel complete.
Theres so many things I havent done and people I havent been and people I haven’t met
I dont know if I’ll ever stop feeling incomplete, undercooked, unfinished.
I’m not afraid of dying,
I’m afraid of being static.
When I’m gone I am final
And theres nothing to be done about it.
I’m not afraid of dying,
I’m afraid of being seen as a story.
If I’m not there to own myself, other people will own me
So I have to trust I will leave behind good hands to hold me.
(all the poems i like the best seem to get the least love on here lol so i expect no one will care about this one)
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Minidroit
I was just thinking about how I view death & your poem aligns with it. It’s impressive how you’ve managed to make it poetic; I enjoyed the parallel structure between each stanza.
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★ kei ★
so beautiful! being not afraid of dying but at the same time being afraid of the consequences . in my perspective, the thought of dying was like an only option to feel alive in this deathly world, that feeling is the worst for me. Love your poem!
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