Dear death

in poesia •  8 years ago 

A constant deterioration of sanity, inhuman pressure behind the eyes, a burning in the chest, all caused by the incessant fear that behind the door of life and its possibilities, a trip to the inexplicable and that it will always remain so, the personal irrealization is an initial guide on this trip, the sorrows and sufferings of the soul begin to haunt being corrupting your thoughts, giving them a gloomy way, beginning to form a fear to death and his dear and inevitable arrival, live without these torments, do not fall into the galling cycle of fear to death.

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