Void

There is this huge void with a small planet in it. Billions of creatures called people are fighting, trying, exploring, wondering, meaning to survive. Life is what they're all attempting. What does life mean? Why does the God that I believe created all of this space and put a will to survive in my heart .... Why does he let a precious, precious life end shortly? A life that was so valuable and needed and worthy of all the -ing's I mentioned earlier.

And yet, the sun continues to rise and all of the hurting hearts are still beating. Maybe we can live on for him.