I can't seem to imagine life without death.
Every scary and dull moment you can feel the devil's breath.
Life isn't always great for everybody nor is it crystal clear.
Imagine living life unhappy, full of regrets and many memories to fear.
Life is too precious to be living to give up.
So I ask myself this question "Why am I still here?"
Sometimes I tend to dwell on my past, which makes me want to run away and disappear.
What stops me at the end of the day is my family, friends and loved ones who expect me to be there.