the end.

death – (noun) 1. the act of dying; the end of life; the total and permanent cessation of all the vital functions of an organism.

my biggest fear.
my only fear for that matter, death. i've always believed tht someone cld save me from it. like God could make me his only exception and let me live forever. but when i rly think abt it, would i really what to. i mean if i can't bare the thought of dying and leaving my love ones behind, how could i possibly live forever and watch them die. i couldn't. contradiction of my inner thoughts? idk, i think i'm more afraid of the separation that comes w/ death and not the actual act of dying. my fear of death is so intense that I know I can’t face it alone. but alone i came into this world, so alone i shall leave it. but i just need somebody to go w/ me or atleast tell me what to expect. damn, just knowing that i don’t know where i’m goin and on top of that, i will NEVER return from said place. it's FINAL, done, permanent. death, the ultimate end. it's crazy how we're surrounded by it in every shape and form yet we know NOTHING abt it. death = u n k n o w n. not to question God but why would he make me so anal abt being certain and 100% sure when death is everything but that. how am supposed to prepare myself to die when i have no clue where i’m going or whn i'm goin for tht matter. i feel like my belief in God should take me to heaven, but what if I’m wrong. I need to be sure! that’s the main point i’m trying to make. i’m nowhere near rdy to die but I shouldn’t be afraid to. . .pray for me.


'A man can die but once: we owe God a death.'
- Shakespeare