Fear nothing but lost memories.

All you see are cinders,
and shards of broken glass,
your fate is here to take you now,
you've almost breathed your last.

You imagine your last sunset,
you imagine your last dawn,
But, all thats left are memories,
The reality- dead, and gone.

The angel lands beside you,
he says, "Your last words I'll hear."
You stammer to say nothing,
He says, "Theres nothing left to fear."

By: Me~