Closure and Death

Death creeps up on me it brings me closure, The fear of not waking up each morning the fear of seeing the light that’s not supposed to come just yet. The things left untouched, the door that finally unlocks itself in the morning that your eyes don’t. I’m scared of seeing what’s behind the locked door, but I want it to open. I need to see what is behind it. I’m scared of defending something that’s soon going to come. people say that it’s morbid and that's why we all die someday. Death scares the soul out of me but one day the soul will leave, Reincarnation is the only thing keeping me thinking, late nights in the car seeing the rain drops pouring down. How will I know how many lives I’ve had and how many I’ve lost Will only my spirit live on? And not to feel bad about dying. Not to take it so personally it is only  the force we exert all our lives You start in the womb, and you end in the tomb it’s something regular but still brings a chill stroke to my mind I go crazy about it, all the time. The silence starts to get louder, and I wonder if it’s getting closer because someday it will truly happen. Death is a funny thing that most people are afraid of including myself, and yet they don't even know what it is but me, I am different I know what's soon to come, I know what to soon expect.