Till death do you part


I lay there
Cold, looking out the window
As life passes me by
The clock is ticking
The time very punctual, as it has always been,
Brings closer my predictable ending
And so I wonder if I lived my life well
Was I a good person?
Were those moments of anger, stress and despair worth it?
Question upon questions shot at me
Answers remain unclear, unknown
I feel it coming closer and I feel the trepidation
Like I am on the edge of a precipice
And in the next moment, life is snuffed out
And with that, I leave behind my wordly body, abandon all my worldly worries.
This is where my life begins.

-Misbah Shaikh.

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