I've never admitted to anyone my darkest fear.
Aging.
I'm afraid to die.
Curse our kind! Why are we the only ones aware of our own mortality?!
I fade into the crowd.
Slight recognition registers in the faces I pass by.
I never reply with more than a nod.
Because as soon as I leave, I will be no more to them.
All I am is...
A Phantom Memory.
Slight recognition registers in the faces I pass by.
I never reply with more than a nod.
Because as soon as I leave, I will be no more to them.
All I am is...
A Phantom Memory.