Life is crazy and impossible, yet everywhere and understood. Most people think of that or of how Death is looming closer with each passing second. Some want time to slow, to live a longer Life while others want it sooner, to reunite with Death. Some curse the heavens that don't exist for Death taking a Life while others rejoice at the moment. Life and Death are opposites...
Life and Death are not one, not a God or a spirit, but enemies. Differences such as dreams and nightmares. No one understands it, how Life and Death are not what you think. One breathes, one doesn't. One is not measured in time, one is.
Some know of the connection. Of how Life makes souls for Death to take. Yet some still wonder why they don't let these lower lives live instead of killing and replacing.
What no one understands is I must free. What no one understands is that I am not evil, but warm and welcoming. What no one knows is that we are opposite of what you think. What no one knows is I am saving and helping those, sometimes "before their time" or "not quick enough." I do what I can to help those weaker.
Life is hell.
Death is heaven.
Life is prison.
Death is freedom.
And whom to know this better than I, Death?
I welcome you, my new soul.
That was weird, I know. It's things that run in my mind and turn to stories. Or I guess short stories, poems, ramblings.. Whatever you call them, that's my first published one.
Tell me what you think. I know it was random but it made sense to my mind. Tell me if you understood.
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Random Short Stories
RandomI'm in a bit of rut with DSW (Dracula's Second Wife), but I come up with ideas for short stories all the time. So while I am figuring out what to do with DSW, i'll be writing out some of my short stories!!
