Fear of Death

Fatigue, my mind and body getting frail, I am
Endlessly and fearfully thinking of what lies ahead.
Anxious, I dread and tremble, I am not sure of
Recovering my lost spirit from deep madness.

Obsessed, my yesterday is vague, I trudge the thorny road
Fancy dress I wore, I am full of doubt.

Decency lost in my being, I become a vagabond.
Earthly and wrong deeds, my life sealed with woes.
Angry at myself; the world refuses to shine.
Time, the only thing that’s in constant motion.
Homebound to hell, my soul committed a sin.

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