Death. A simple yet powerful word. The tremendous impact this word has on human being is bizarre yet understandable. Shivers ran down the spine as you try to understand the real meaning behind the word. Breathless and lifeless. A mere corpse to the big world. You crumble.

When was it? When death doesn't scare you anymore. Death? You stopped, nod and continue. We live and we die. That's the only certainty you have in life. You only feel regret. Regret that you haven't explore the world. Regret that you can't appreciate the beauty of little things in life anymore. Regret that you never shout to him how much he made you smile. Regret that you have not hug all the person that make you smile today, yesterday and before. You tremble.

Various forms of death. Which one will be yours? You are not afraid of death. Yet you don't want to embrace it. You only worry. That the big world will forget the little you. Forgotten, helpless, in darkness, laying in the deep soil. You shiver.

Lonely, numb, cold, is that how you describe death? Or is it freedom, peace, and unleashed? You wonder. As you sit there, shriveled in your own thought, how death will be. You cry.

Death? What exactly is that it? Is living without aim is death? Is dying with hope are living? Are we all living or are we all dying? You can never fathom that. Death is mesmerizing yet untouchable. It seduces you to nothingness. You lay down and close your eyes. Ready to accept your fate. You sigh.

Death, have you ever think about it?

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