Death is life

Life is death

They are black and white

You can not have one without the other

As we fear The Reaper with his sythe, we dont live

We survive

We fear death and all that it is 

But we relish in a life we dont live 

And as you lie on your death bed

Full of fear and regret

For not living this blessing called life to the fullest

That is when you enter an emotional purgatory

Where we all wallow in what could have been

Because if you could, you would do it again

But like a shark

You cant turn back the time

And as you demand God to give you your life back

You fall deeper into the undiscovered isle of ends 

So dark yet so blinding as you walk towards The Reaper

Scared of his embrass

But when he grasps you gentally

Feeling the hatred and ill-will you have radiating off him

He finds it terribly ironic

That if he would have told you the hour of you untimely dimise

You would have been late

-Sami