Hello My Dear

Ever wondered what the voice of Death sounded like?

Hello there, little one.

That’s right, I see you.

You may not know it, but I’ve seen you before.

Don’t ask me where; you’re all the same.

You always start out so sweet and innocent.

So reliant on your parents to nurture and keep you well.

Then things change, and you grow up a little more.

Then what do you become?

Well I guess that’s up to you.

But the older you get, the closer I get.

And one day you’re existence wouldn’t have mattered.

It’s all part of the endless cycle that never ends, my dear.

But don’t worry, I can see when you’re ready to expire, and it won’t be for a couple of years yet.

Try to enjoy the limited time that you have left… because something tells me you’re not going to like what comes next.