Life's Gift

Hold me together today for it is a day of angst and I feel the fear of all other parts of life and all parts of death some are good and not some are evil and not time will cease this day never to be marked again water will boil away and turn to steam and waft away into the sky never to return as rain wind will no longer blow to refresh the stale earth clouds of smoke will be to replace the fresh air... Breathing will become a labor of epic proportion no warm sun on our faces no gentle rain on the brow no breeze will cool the parched, and barren souls or lay our minds at ease never to have been loved this very moment in space would be the ultimate betrayal of your own being never to have lost, or felt the wrenching pain of loss.. No death in your life No life in your death No laughter in your heart No mischief in your smile No love in your eyes... Why did you forsake your life? Why did you not use it? Why did you squander it? How dare you take such a gift as the breath of life, and lay it aside as if it had no importance... Your place in hell has been laid for you in return for slighting the very one who created you, and gave you life... This day you shall die the death of your very soul and body for all eternity and ever...