Death. It crosses my mind everyday. Jesus's death, my grandparents' death, my friend's parent's death, my own parent's death, my friend's death, my sisters death, my death.
At any second, i could take my life, or God could take my life, or even scarier... At any second, any one of the people i so desperately love could take their like, or God could take their life, or even scarier...
As i right this, i feel as if i am staring death in the face and describing it to you. I don't want to die. I don't want my family or friends to die. not today.
But i am a curious daughter... what would the world be like with one less person in it. What songs would be sung at my funeral when my time comes. What words would i say at the funerals that are to come?
Would my life even be complete? Would i say i have done everything i wished? Would it be a punishment from God, or a simple next step that he thinks I am ready to take?
Death.
It crosses my mind daily. Some days i decide i am not scared of it. Today i decide that i am terrified of it's darkness, and what it can compel people to do or think.
At the end of the day, i will still thank God for the day he has let me live, and in the morning i will still thank God for the day he has allowed me to see. And hopefully i will never lose that thanks.
All the souls who have passed RIP
What would you think of me now,
so lucky, so strong, so proud?
I never said thank you for that,
now I'll never have a chance.
May angels lead you in.
Hear you me my friends.
On sleepless roads the sleepless go.
May angels lead you in.
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