What's left of me once I leave this world? Ashes scattered over earth and grass Flesh and skin went up in smoke Bones and remains powdered Feelings, emotions; all turned into a pile of dust When the end is near what will be your legacy? A frozen smile in a picture frame; forever trapped A voice echoing into oblivion A distant memory slowly fading away My mind is a stained autumn day A ground where no seeds bloom Haze and fog smother all joy My mind's lost where my fears loom And If I die tonight it would be filled with discontent But would another day ever feel different? You've said you are not scared of death But you left me so scared of life