Death Is An Undefeated Opponent
Thoughts about my mortality are setting in

It brings much sadness
Another friend gone
I hear about someone's death so frequently, anymore
A family member, someone from social media
The nice lady at our gym
One of my favorite musicians
It didn't use to be like this
Time moves on
I realize that fact
Just because I understand it doesn't mean I accept it
I worry about myself
I worry about my Bride
I worry about our dog
I worry for our kids
I worry
Every odd random pain
They happen all the time now
I shouldn't eat the things I eat
I shouldn't drink the things I drink
Life is a balance, deprivation, boring
Am I halfway to the end?
Two thirds? A week away?
Death has never lost, not even once
I've outgrown religion
A conscious afterlife seems unlikely
I'm brought to tears thinking I'll never see my children again
That I won't be able to watch them from elsewhere
I'm too logical to think there's more after this
I hate the thought of death closing in
I love living
I love to laugh
I love my family and the joy we share daily
I must focus on making the most of the time we have
Still, I am scared
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Jason Provencio
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