A man has bury his secret sorrows deep in his heart which the world knows not; and often times life called him cold when he is only sad...Death is not the greatest loss in life, the greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live. somebody should tell us, right at the start of our lives, that we are dying. then we might live life to the limit. and it is not the greatest evil, it is worse to want to die, and not be able to. Every minute of everyday, Do it!. whatever you want to do, do it now! there are only so many tomorrows.
I did not want to wake up, I was having a much better time asleep. and that is really sad. It was almost like a reverse nightmare, like when you wake up from a nightmare you are so relieved. I woke up into a nightmare...
I found out that I am trapped and locked inside my mind and the key is lost in somewhere or with someone that I will never find. that thing who called itself a demon keeps hunting me down till I'm dead so it shall go free into another human nightmare.
whenever I look at it, my blood became cold; I am hungry and thirsty please for the love of god takes me out of this !
David you have just drink my blood remember'' the demon said.
what did you just say what you mean? " I asked.
the human being is mortal and you are one of them, you've been doing your job in life and you did very well, with lusts and sins isn't enough ! what have you done for you afterlife, this life is mortal, fun, limited, personal pleasures, temptations. and yes it is too late now I am afraid it is time to let go.
is it death'' I said.
no it is not''
you are such a mad thing ''
do you really think that I am mad? I could see and hear more clearly that you, I could hear all things, things in this world and things in heaven. I heard many things in hell, too. so how can I be mad?
I can see something... it is a garden'' I said with a look of hope. what is this place?.
a pretty much closer to a garden'' she said
and that look of hope turned into terror, '' a cemetery! it is a graveyard, burial ground. And I looked into the open graves of every dead person in the world.I could see now into the innermost recesses, and there view the shrouded bodies in their sad and solemn slumbers with the big red worms. I saw them, sleeping the long sleep of death in their burial clothes, and there
was a feeble struggling; and there was a general sad unrest. but more terrible than dead were the not dead, those who were not sleeping, those who were fighting to get out of their coffins, those died trying to escape. "Is it not --- oh! is it not a pitiful sight?" But, before I could find words to reply, the figure had ceased to grasp my wrist, the phosphoric lights expired, and the graves were
closed with a sudden violence, while from out them arose a tumult of despairing cries,
saying again: "Is it not --- O, God, is it not a very pitiful sight?"
While I stared screaming, the demon spoke to me again. ''It is a most terrible thing to see, a most terrible thing... yes it is just the beginning of a new two kinds of lives, be ready to live ever after underground the horrors of the grave, and then you will be ready to move on to the seventh sky so you could get your real punishment, no one can intercede for you but your good deeds, this is your dead end, And your sun shall never raise again.
I fell back against a tomb grave in terror, and my hand touched the dirt, it was now blackened, there will be no escape from this death, any death could be better than mine! I cannot hold... I gave one last, long scream -- When will they end...?