Time of Death 3:45 am

As anything everywhere, it was born full of life, ready to conquer the world, full of surprises and joy. But it was vulnerable and needed light and needed nourishment and more over, a reason to live
It lasted less than what I suspected it will last. Never had any reason to survive; or an incentive, or a promise that things will get better. Having all the chances to bring sunshine,it brought, on the contrary, shades that were too dim, too heavy to color this life. It died of thirst and of hunger; and as I told you once, it needed you. The little you could give but couldn't give I could forgive the selfishness but never this.
So yesterday nigh I called it. Time of Death 3:45 a.m
"As God is my Witness"