My youth scares me

Basking in my physical health

Knowing that it will fade

I watched my mother wither away

Her muscle turned to feeble bone within months

Something changed in me

A thorn bush wrapped around my lungs

A minor ailment

A standard surgery

Leave me terrified of when my youthful luck will run out

I’m finally in my body

I’m stronger than ever

I’m left wondering when the decline will start

And I will have to face what’s out of my control