55 Words. Jigsaw Puzzles.

Staring in awe at your finished puzzle, only to have it savagely shredded into the fragments in which you bought it from. You stand there in mortification, shattered; it's over as you knock on death's door, pleading, begging. But there’s no giving up; you can rebuild the puzzle. You start putting the pieces back together.

Short analogy on life.

To those on the pinnacle, on the breaking point of life, begging for death for whatever reason, loss, hate, love. Don't lose hope, that's the one thing you can have forever, if you choose to keep hope, rather than relinquish it.