Acceptance
I am afraid of the Dark.
Though, not the kind you think.
But one awaiting on the other side.
When gracefully exhale my last breath,
in oblivion drowned I will get Β .Β
My mind is not at ease,
for there must not be a Garden
my spirit can take root in .
I would stare up at the sky.
Pieces of my future flashes by
As fast as a thunder,
as vivid as this morningβs sunburn .Β
There I am, floating into nothingness.
Darkeness, oblivion becomes oxygen.
But I am short out of breath.
Here, in the present .Β
In the reality I refuse to live in ,
in the moment I did not spend
enjoying the youth I have been given.
The acceptance of Death,
births purpose in to existence .
Behind to leave a legacy,
inner urgency to BE.
In the unknown there is such beauty .
when will my last grain of life fall ?
Today ?
Or tomorrow ?
Β
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