The Diary of Death

An angry death reflects on his work

Death. The inevitable ending to everyone’s story. We all experience it the same way, 

the light bulb turns off. The switch goes from on to off. 

Most people fear death. I think everyone in the back of their mind is churning about death, wondering if today will be their last day. 

Today, will I swerve head on into a semi on the interstate? Today, will I slip off the balcony and plummet to my demise? 

That is why I give people the wonderful beauty of death. 

Who wants to slowly wither away from cancer? Who wants to forget their family members and rot away from Alzheimer’s? 

I want to be hacked to pieces. I want to be boiled alive. 

I give people glory. 

I give people fame, martyrdom, and the virtue of untapped potential. 

“He was so young,” they say. 

I relieve people of the burden of failure and living this miserable existence. I send them on their way with a bang. 

Excuse me, here is one now.