i fear no fate

(for you are my fate, my sweet)

but honestly, i fear.

i have forgotten about how i lived

those times. now i have come to a point

of extreme fearfulness for life itself

and i cannot even tell.

i am so tired of everything all of a sudden

and i am paranoid to an extent that

i cry almost every night.

i am afraid of saying goodbye to people

and ending up never seeing them again.

but i have no time even though i know there may not be another chance.

i have no time. life is a lot of things compressed together lately -
life is passing me by while i am rushing through it.