Timor Mortis Conturbat Me

Timor Mortis Conturbat Me short poem

Photo by Inha Leex Hale

I leave this world as ignorant as when I came into it,
my hands empty, my heart full.
I have no answers, only questions, no certainties, only doubts.
The fear of death has been my most loyal companion,
the cry of anguish why? why? why?
My existence will come to an end and I will not even know it,
my memories and thoughts wiped out.
I say to my mother
You did the best you could, you can go in peace,
but I know when my day comes
I will find no peace.

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