Thanatophobia

I fear that tomorrow will never come,

In my sleep, I get lost and never comeback

In my steps, I get hit by a racing truck

In my interactions, I get shot by a gun.

The ever so grim Reaper

Is always at the corner,

I am frightened with the thought

That he'll appear once I passed this drought.

Terror hugs me every night,

It's like a silhouette beyond the haze,

Anxious about when will it serve me its pointed grace,

Will I last years or maybe this is my final light?

--G. Sloth, 23/3/2024

Theme : Self, Carpe Diam (Sieze the day) / Death

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