she is going to die. it is a fact that she has accepted. her consciousness ebbs and flows. she feels pain in so many places and nothing at all in others. she is broken and beaten down. blackness creeps up on her and she knows her death is assured. for the first time in years, she feels fear. fear of death, of the unknown that comes after. fear of leaving her loved ones, of what it will do to them. the last thing she feels, she realizes, will be fear.
February 29, 2012 at 22:57