Fear that life, has passed me by.
No one hears, when I cry.
Powerless to stop the tide.
From my failures, I can't hide
Fear that I, rank behind.
Never best, first in line.
My dreams collapse, are pushed aside
Sorry that, I even tried.
Fear of living, in an abyss.
Without a true, and tender kiss
Cold and empty, just like death.
No meaning, for each breath.
Fear of dying, all alone.
Only remembered, on a stone.
Laying there, turned to dust.
Life forgotten, a total bust.
We each face death ultimately alone. There is no power that can change this.
What is the meaning of your life? It's the changes you leave behind, the footprints on
others lives. No matter how you try, you never know what you will leave behind. Or if
the loneliness will continue for time without end.