Death black as the darkest night. Unstoppable never ending always there. But life the light that blocks the darkness. Lifts the pain of death, striving to keep it lit. no one ever wanting death fights the never ending fight for life. In life there are hopes, dreams, wishes, loves, and the breaths of clean air. In death not as one can say for life fills the living never knowing death till death comes. But death has some like life but not one in the same. For there are hopes, dreams, wishes, and loves not the same as same words they are but different meanings between life and death. There are no breath in death, no life, no action from one to another but of the roughting flesh on a loved ones chest. So till death comes with its bad fortune life will fill my body, heart, and soul for life is all I know for now and all I can give till that day.