On his death bed all he has left is the blank photo album of every good thing that ever happened to him. Will he forget the knives that ever entered his heart? The things that loved to see him in pain from the nightmares he fought, and enter the world of love? Will the rain of hell keep him from peace...bring him to everlasting hate...everlasting lies. He is at war with himself and his heart. Someone to defeat the greatest evil, a desire his heart still lusts for. Three simple words he used so freely...to things that don’t even care. His heart on his deathbed now woken…by someone who cares enough to suffer the greatest amount f torture and sacrifice their all. A beautiful voice full of hope from above...screaming down in the awe- stricken night…telling him of everlasting life and everlasting love. Time is the best gift, something he has wasted on a never-ending quest for nothing. Love for sin is love for the devil, and that’s asking for hell. He gives his life to the lord in one final prayer...a smile on his face for the first time in his life...as his last breath leaves the angels swoop down and take him to a place of an everlasting life in love. Don't waste your life for something that won't always be there and doesn’t really care. Give your life to the lord, the one who cares. All it takes is one prayed filled with faith for the one that is full of love for you. He sacrificed his life for you, doesn’t that deserve your love?