• We are afraid of the end,
    The feeling that there is nothing left,
    We never want to say goodbye;
    Never to say our last breath and die.

    Delusions of new life-
    New forms, feelings and re-inspired dreams,
    In the end its all a lie.
    We are afraid of the inevitable.

    We are afraid of dying;
    Of losing all those memories and feelings.
    To have our last thought.
    To breathe our last breath.
    To blink one last time.

    To close our eyes;
    Without saying goodbye.
    All that is left is a shell,
    With nothing inside.
    No thoughts, feelings, emotions.

    All in all we fall in love with their mind, their persona,
    A body is just a shell- nothing more, never anything more.