I wonder when it can ever be considered that I've lived enough

Or if I'm truly unafraid of death like I always say

I'm afraid of the pain I might leave behind if there's any who loves me enough

But then I might not have the heart to leave, if they need me

I wonder if that's how my granny feels. Old and tired of life. But unable to leave it all behind and go peacefully. I hope when the time comes, she will be able to let us go. OF COURSE I DO NOT WISH FOR HER TO GO. But I sometimes wonder if she's too lonely or too tired to carry one

I don't want her to be sad. But with more than half the world you knew, all gone. Would you want to leave too? I would.