All dieing

[Rawr I love you]

Here's something ladies and gentlemen we never think about how some of us not all but some strive to live, but here's the ironic part we are all dieing,

 

every breath wether fast or slow is one less breath you will breath,

 

every beat of your heart whether broken, shattered, whole, or demolished is one less beat to worry about

 

every second is past,

now here is the other end of the story the ones who do not strive to live the ones who seek out death,

 

fallen angels I like to call them just wanting to go home have the suffering and pain to end to feel loved.... Wanted....

 

These angels count down every beat of their dieing heart every shallow weakening breath there seconds ticking down like a bomb till the end,

 

so ladies and gentlemen some strive to live some strive for death but we are all dieing for every second past is a second gone forever.

 

Now do you strive to live or strive for

the end?