“Sometimes I'm afraid to go to sleep because of what I'm leaving behind.”
“I'm not afraid to die. What I'm afraid of is having reality get the better of me, of having reality leave me behind.”
“Are you ever afraid to go to sleep? Afraid of what comes next?”He smiles a sad little smile and I swear it’s like he knows. “Sometimes I’m afraid of what I’m leaving behind,” he says.”
“Part of me is afraid to get close to people because I'm afraid that they're going to leave.”
“I'm not afraid of being dead. I'm just afraid of what you might have to go through to get there.”
“I'm afraid to go into myself and see what's going on in there.”