Standing With Death

(This is an experimental story if I have just one fan I will upload more!)
Death. He's inevitable. Yet, we live as if we can dodge him. As if, maybe, we could cheat Death himself out of his sweet prize. Often, we do not give thought to the fact that we are freely giving Death a piece of our life every single moment. We give it freely as breathing. He grows larger and stronger. More ravenous than ever before as years breeze by.
This is my story.