What is my biggest fear?
Is it high places?
Is it cramped spaces?
Is it the stray dogs?
Is it excess blood loss?
Is it embarrassment?
Is it a slap on the face?
Is it not being trusted?
Or is it a heartbreak?
No. It is being forgotten and erased by time.
I fear my existence to fade.
I fear not being in others memories or their words, even if it's just a facade.
I want time to not defile my existence.
I want people to still remember
That there was someone like me