FEARS OF LIVING

Throughout Keats’s poem my feelings about the life’s process come into my mind and they star to give time to think about myself. I always think about how would be my life in the future, even though I live it every day doing my best. But, I can not cease to think about how complex living is. Having read this poem and after the discussion in class, my fears about death are complex to explain, because death is part of our process here in the earth. However, the way of my death and one of my family’s deaths is what I am scared of. I used to feel alarm of pain, illness, loneliness and how much love I can leave here.Maybe it is that fear of beung remembered or not.
I try to live with all implications (good or bad). I try to take advantages from wrong or right issues and naturally I try to do my best to overcome the wrong ones. But, what I fear the most in my life is being alone. Not loving someone, not taking care of someone and not hugging someone else is extremely painful for me. I can not predict the future, If I die without love I will die empty. Maybe after my life in the Earth I will live in somewhere else and there; I wish I could continue loving someone and sharing with someone.