Death. It's such a horrible thing. It steals away your best friend. Your family. Your lover. Sadness comes with Death, its loud and ever present partner. It envelopes you in its cold, dark, clutches and penetrates your heart. Destroys you from the inside out. Pain is Sadness's pet. Its tool of torture. It rips at your spirit, tearing away your life, amplifying the powers of its master.
Death. It's an evil thing. It took my sweet Danna from me; my beautiful lover and friend. Evil. I cry at night as Sadness sends Pain to attack my already aching heart. It tortures my body and soul. I can't take it anymore. I can't stand their constant company. They laugh at me, mocking me, as Death stands behind them. Silent. Calling my name. I go to it and it takes me away.
I'm now with Danna again. Together. Forever.
Death. It's a wonderful thing. It calls away Sadness and Pain, replacing them with Joy and Love. It brings you to your friends and family. Your lover. My Danna. It replenishes your spirit, curing your dying soul. It helps. It saves.
Death. It's a horribly wonderful thing.
