Fear of Death

Fear crawls into my skin and makes a home
running through my veins, suffocating my bones.

Darkness surrounds all, although it should be day.
But it feels like nothing can take the pain away.

Memories bring tears
Tears feed the fears
and the fears bring out the selfish beast.

The beast fully grown gets comfortable in my mind.
It roars why would you take that preciously life,
it wasn't the time.

The beast wants me to feel sad and afraid.
But this is life, it had to happen one day.

He makes me want to run to my lost
so I can feel found.
But it's a foolish trick,
for my list can't be around.

But my lost's soul will be
amongst the great.
Although I have fear,
I will have to emerge myself in faith.

So I dive head first as I know
I'll never have the answers
as long as my lost is at peace than that is all that matters.

For why be selfish that he's not here on earth.
There Utopia in the known
that's got it be worth

Slaying the beast called the
fear of death.
To lay you down to rest
is all that is left.