journey's end

whatever path we take,
what choices we make,
no matter what we do,
the road will end.
and we must come to terms with our lives
so this week has got me facing death.
cha's granma just died last sunday
and this is the closest to death ive ever been to.
my relatives that have died have always been distant
cept for my lolo, but we didnt get to attend the burial
so here, ive come to thinking again,
what if i were to die?
would anyone mourn?
or would people be happy?
why?
and i realize, im not ready to die
theres a lot in this life that i should be sorry for
like not going to mass
not having confessed
not showing affection
i believe that if i could get through these,
id be ready to die.
and the solution to this is so simple...
yet visibly hard to do
attend mass,
have confession,
and learn to show love...
but simple as it may be,
i havent been able to do it.
and this should stop.
i must live a life of no regrets
a life, when i am always ready to die...
knowing that i have shown my love
to all that i do.
maybe someday...

maybe soon.