My Fear

I keep thinking
The world is going to end
I keep dreaming
And that scares me too.

The world doesn't end in 2012
My world ends when I do.
It's a tragic thing
For me to cope with
The idea of my life ending, I can just about manage the thought
But the fact it's going to happen
That makes me feel sick

I don't want to leave my family alone
I want to see them get wrinkles from their kids
Like the wrinkles I am getting from them
I think it's not knowing
That when I die
Will I get to see everyone I care about
Or is there utterly nothing....