The Final Lullaby

Hold me close

Lull me back to sleep

 

A sleep I woke up from

A mistake

 

Lull me back to sleep

 

Hold me tight

Till I don’t feel a thing

 

A feeling called happiness

A mistake

 

Lull me back to sleep

 

Stroke my hair

Take my dreams away

 

A dream of future

A mistake

 

Lull me back to sleep

 

Kiss me once

The final kiss of death

 

A longing for life

A mistake

 

And lull me back to sleep

The world is not a wish-granting factory

Today I picked up The fault in our Stars and began reading it from a random page. As I was reading, I imagined myself in the characters’ position, as you do.  I imagined what it would be like to have a disease which kills you not only physically but also mentally. What it would be like to be a Grenade as Hazel puts it in the book.

It would be heartbreaking and scary, no doubt about it and I am not one of those weirdos who wish to be Hazel Grace because it’s oh so romantic. But I still imagine what I would do if I come to know today that my days are numbered.

And thus began my mental checklist of what I would do and what I should do if I have few months of life left. Midway through this discussion I asked myself, “Why don’t I do these things now? Why do I have to wait for a deadline before I start doing things I want to?”

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