To Myself (After I Am Gone)

You've just arrived.
I feel the same way.
What is this? Can you help?

You don’t yet know what I mean.
I don't understand, either.
Not truly.

You must be afraid right now.
I still am. Try not to.

There’s too much here.
So many, these letters.
In piles. Strewn about. A river.

You need to keep reading. Faster.
Not a moment spared.
Mine are all spent.

It approaches already. Do you feel it?
I feel cold, sinking.

Why's it so fast?
I just got here!

Please, write back!

Just, remember.
Turn and face it.
You need to.
We tried.