Who Will Host My Funeral

When the clock stops ticking
When the world stops turning
When the waves stop crashing
When the darkness entombs me

Who will host my funeral?
Who will mourn my death?
Who will ensure a proper burial?
Who will miss me when I am gone?

What will people say about me?
What will my legacy upon this earth be?
What will I be remembered as?
What will it take before I am forgotten?

When I die, will someone host my funeral?
Or will I be left to rot in my own loneliness
Forever forgotten about, thrust into the afterlife
Into the ashes, into the dust
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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