*Beep Beep*
Heart rate = Heartbeat
*Beep Beep*
Slowly fading away…
The heart fights for every single beat it has to get-
Hands clenched with the other's.
*Beep-*
Three, Two, One…
The time has come…
For the heart has run out.
The final-
*Beeeeeeeeeep*
"…Dad?"
Grip of hands soften- into nothingness…
"Dad!"
To be taken... something that is taken away from you- were you asked? Or forced? Or is it just destiny?
"DAD!"
No.
It's just how life is-
People live.
People die.
Nothing more.
And the tears start streaming…
"God- oh god, no. Please no."
With still full hope, one holds the numb hands tightly again.
"Please. Please don't leave me! Don't- just don't- you can't die now! Not ever."
Head rests on the other's still, non-beating chest…
"I'll be left alone…"
One has lost its faith…
No one wants to die.
Even if they say they aren't afraid to- they'd rather not.
No one wants to see their love ones leave this world.
They love them- or rather, they are afraid of being left alone in this cruel world.
Alone is a scary feeling- it eats you up and secretes you to depression.
No person would want that.
But the thing is-
It's life.
It gives you-
Happy moments.
And-
Sad moments.
It's the fact of what you make of it- how you adapt to it- that's what counts!
And that's the challenge of life.
Making the best out of things no matter how hopeless it may seem.
"Poor Kurt, his mom was taken away from him when he was still a kid- and now his dad! How cruel can this world be…"
"The best we can do for now is just be there for him whenever he needs us."
"How's he doing by the way?"
"Not good. He hasn't said a thing ever since the funeral- not a word."