I'm scared of dying,
Don't want to think of it all,
To lose all I hold so dear to me,
Like being lost within a squall.
I know I'll go to heaven,
I have lived my life right,
The Lord has a place for me,
Where the light is always bright.
But I am selfish perhaps,
Don't want to leave family and friends behind,
Don't want to take the trip alone,
Don't know what I will find.
I'm scared it might hurt or be frightening,
That I'll realise I am going,
That I'll feel my lungs tightening,
It's the fear of not knowing.
I know some who look forward to it,
To at last being united with their king,
To actually long for that day,
So their hearts can truly sing.
But I'm afraid it's not that way for me,
So scary is the unknown,
But it's inevitable and it will be,
And I'll reap the harvest I have sown.
A hero is a man who does what he can.
(The Fragile Rose)
[This message has been edited by Isis (edited 09-24-1999).]