The Hardest Goodbye

From the beginning of my life I was surrounded by death, sometimes death from my enemies, but not infrequently those closest to me but it never bothered me because the death that most clearly loomed over me was my own death, I can't even remember how many times the angel of death visits me but somehow he always hesitated to collect my soul at the last second sometimes I don't know whether I should be grateful or curse the gods for this blessing instead I wonder what have I done in the past so the gods punished me in such a way or maybe I'm just an unlucky human who fell victim to the god's whims, well that sucks.

And after everything I've been through, I finally conclude that gods are ruthless rulers who punish people indiscriminately and unfairly if that's how they wanna play I can be even more ruthless than god, I will show them that I'm going to live my short life the way I want, I will create havoc without nothing can hold me down.