so afraid of death

I'm so afraid of death

what more could there be to existence than life?

because once we die, does it even matter if we still exist?

And if our existence is just life itself,

then why am I so afraid?

Sometimes even all the beauty in the world

cannot take away all the pain

the pain of not knowing what's next,

the pain-- the pain of losing it all.

and when you let there be so much pain in your life,

you see,

where is there room for happiness?