DEATH

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One would think death is beautiful and peaceful, while another would dread it.

When presented with death, one comes to know who they are and how they truly feel.

To me, death is beautiful. It was an end to living hell and a portal to eternal joy.

But I was presented with death today, a choice either for me to leave my life willingly for His gain, or to let Him perish in the hands of evil.

Reality often disappoints, and here I was, being killed by the tendrils of unfairness. 

This death was slow, the absurdity of events gradually killing me. It was as if I was tied to a wall; arms and legs restrained as the blade of life cut me from chest to stomach, spilling out my innards, pulling my heart out, and leisurely eating it in front of me as I stared, helpless and afraid.

But I am not so selfish that I only care about myself that I would leave my life for you, yes you, the One who presented the choice to me.

I will follow you into your life, even at the cost of my death because I love you.



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