They say that death’s a journey’s end,
A fate we all must soon befriend.
Some embrace it, strong and free,
While others fear what’s yet to be.
Each day it looms, a growing fright,
A shadow creeping in the night.
I fear the life beyond this place,
And what awaits in death’s embrace.
The holy words, they speak of peace,
That death is but a soul’s release.
Yet every path that faith has drawn,
Still tells me life must be lived on.
I used to think I’d face it bold,
With faith so strong, with hands to hold.
But doubts have come, they cloud my sight,
And turn my courage into fright.
I fear the judgment, fear the pain,
The weight of sins I can’t explain.
Is it the fire, the wrath, the fall?
Or is it that there’s nothing at all?
If death is fair, if death is kind,
Then why does fear still grip my mind?
If life is bright, yet death shines more,
Then why am I so unsure?
For those who stand, embrace their fate,
Who walk through death’s eternal gate,
I envy you, your heart so light,
Your soul at peace within the night.
I’m not yet ready, not today,
But maybe time will guide the way.
For now, I live, for now, I fight,
Until my fear fades into light.