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This World Just Got A Little Colder


This World Just Got Colder As I grow older, I think my mind Ages faster than my body. While I might have the body of a young man, I've got the mind of a man much older than me. While most kids my age Can think that they're immortal, I've realized that both my body and mind Are all to corporeal. My body will die and decay That I think everyone knows, But it's a much harder pill to swallow When you realize that your memories also go. All of the experience that I accumulate Will evaporate with me when I die, And the only way it carries on Is if I tell people other than me. Even then it's not their experience, It's just a lesson I've told, And those lessons will slowly be unlearned As I begin to grow old. Even more than realizing my mortality, Though, is realizing that those around me Will also fade from their prime, And will eventually be Old and debilitated just like me. My parents, who were always my gods That I took to be immortal, Will fade in my lifetime and leave me here To fend for myself in this world. I won't have a Mother's arms To run into when the world gets dark around me, And I won't have my Dad to lift me up And help me start to see. I realize that there will come a day When this hair will no longer be red, And I face the prospect that everyone That I will have loved will be dead. The children that I will have raised from babies Will have moved out and moved on from me, And in their new, exciting lives, They won't often think of me. At that point, I don't think I'll be scared of death I think I'll have accepted what it means, But for now, I'm just a 17 year old kid, And it scares the living hell out of me.
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