For the majority of my life I've been wanting to disappear.
I tried, and I tried, and I tried, so hard to make things work.
So when I finally looked up again,
Life's unpredictability hit me like a brick,
And the fear of accepting my past and then disappearing,
The fear of wanting to do everything I've ever dreamed of,
yet to be stopped in my tracks before I could even try,
Have filled my days with anxiety,
And for that reason,
I am afraid of death,
Even more than I ever had before.