My greatest fearA Poem by We are young.
My greatest fear. Is not fear itself. Nor is it in fear of loosing all armor. All stealth. I have a fear. My greatest fear. A day when I wake up. and have to face my choosen fate. Waking up and knowing I lost. The three people who meant the most to me. Hearing the words, that would seal my heart. Break my soul. And hear the final words that proclaim alone. I'm trying to live life for this reason exactly. Do you see what I see? Gravestones lying next me. Three in row. Wishing there was four. Speaking words at your funeral. Knowing I could do nothing. That I took you three for granted. I want you to know you mean everything. Do you see what I see? A beautiful tree ready to grow. A loving life ready to go... Is it possible I have realized what matters in life? I do not wish for my life to be perfect. I do not wish for a better family. Because in a second everything can go wrong. Tear apart a friendship so strong. I wish for nothing. I wish for nothing to happen like that. For this fear.... I refuse to face that. I can do this. So lets take life for beauty. For peace for love. What are we doing? Can we be more opptomistic. What more do I ask for? Three great friends. Who swear they will be there until the end. I am not afraid of the death of me. But of three gravestones lying in a row. Without a fourth to be shown the way. Feeling as if I'm thrown away knowing i'm not. I want to stop taking life for granted it can be over any second. Do you realize what I do? That possibly if we keeping living life as a hell. Then it will be a hell. A hell we cant escape with eachother. A hell that never ends. I don't know why I want to give up sometimes. How selfish I must be. I just now realize what I finally see. Four gravestones lying in a row. With a life that was filled with love of it's own. Smiles, and grief. Happiness and defeat. Laughter, and opptomism beyond belief. and side my side of the four gravestones. Our the loving families and the children of their own. A full happy life, that came to a beautiful end. A friendship so strong that it could defend them. In their times of needs, in their times of greif. A life long lived. A fear not shown real. Four friends that now know. Life is not what they thought it would be.
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