Oblivion
When I die, I will fall into emptiness,
emptiness as thick as molasses,
And I with slowly drown in its sickly sweet smell.
an endless nothing so infinite that I fail to comprehend it.
I know that I will die with my body.
When I die my heart will stop, I will stop breathing.
So I appreciate every breath that I get.
I won’t know when I inhale for the last time,
perhaps I won’t even have the chance to exhale.
Since I don’t know when my last one will be,
I will enjoy every last breath,
When my short time on this earth is done,
I hope that I have helped more than I have hurt.
But at the end,
I suppose it won’t really matter.