Life V.S. Death

Just a little something I thought up while writing another story. Thought I might post it on here and see what you guys thought.

Life and Death are two very interesting subjects.

To me, both are merely a state of being.

Of course to me one is better than the other, it just took me awhile to figure out which one.

We value life, and savour every second of it… Yet we suffer.

Everyday of every second we suffer from the curse know as ‘living’ and all its expectations.

We fear Death, fear every second that goes by that brings us so much closer to it… Yet we will be free.

Free from time, free to be with our families, living in a state of being that is no longer held back by sin, where all was forgiven, and everything is eternal bliss.

So why do we fear Death when being alive is Hell?

~ Becky.J.L.C

Author's Note

Sorry if there's any spelling or grammar mistakes by the way.

Reviews

[Misha864]

I think noone knows how a dead man feels like (perhaps noone will ever know) that's why we afraid of it, just my opinion ;))