I think this was the start--or, rather, continuation--of my anxiety.

YOLO

You only live once.

One life, so live your best.

Or at least enjoy it.

You don’t want to be lying,

On your deathbed,

By saying you have no regrets.

Life can feel short,

Or feel long.

It can feel like you have so much time—that you don’t have to worry.

Or it can feel as if, before you know it, you will be six feet under.

Do what you love,

What you truly and deeply want,

What makes you truly live,

Or you won’t.

Death looming,

Yet so distant too.

So uncertain,

Yet the ultimate end.

We only die once,

We might as well live once.

Death

When on the verge,

Descending six feet—one at a time,

I imagine I’ll be resigned—despite the tears in my eyes.

Death is only frightening when living, after all.

We fear the unknown, do we not?

So when it’s set in stone,

Known for sure,

There is nothing we can do,

Except exhale in peace.

- Lily...