..would you be sorry?
Would you be sorry for not being true to others or yourself: would you be sorry for secrets which did not have to remain untold, for truths which did not have to stay hidden, for pieces of your own self you did not have to keep to yourself?
Would you have died being who and what you are?
Would you have died at least _trying_ to be who and what you are?
Would you have died being true to yourself and others?
Would you have said all you wanted to say, done all you wanted to do, feeling all you wanted to feel?
Would you have died saying all you wanted to say to those you love?
Would you be sorry for something you didn't say, didn't do- didn't try to be or become.
You could die today.
You could die tomorrow.
Which way is it going to be?
What the fuck are you waiting for?
Death?