At first, I felt indifferent
Then the worries started invading my thoughts
"I don't wanna die here"
"I don't wanna be buried away from my family"
These thoughts haunted me for days
But ... "There is no me" I supposedly believe
Will it matter if I die here, or there or anywhere else?
I was faced with the skin-deepness of my own beliefs
What a timely wake up call!