The Old man

death Jan 09, 2013

Old man

All my friends are gone, I am ready to embrace the cold embrace of death. There is no point in existing anymore, I have done all I had to do in this lifetime, there is no life force left in me. 

I tell others I am not afraid to die, but I am terrified of dying, but even more terrified of living like a vegetable, worn out bones because of bed sores and a toilet pan under my bed. 

This cannot be the end to my glorious life? How can it be? 


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