Silent and AwayMother, today I watched you die.You sit now in the corner, that white corner, because all the corners are white, we live in a world of whiteness to block out the black. You blink. You breathe. You stare. A stare devoid of life, dead eyes, dead heart, dead hope. No hope. You gave up long ago. You died long ago. At first Im too frightened to feel anything but the aching pain of loss, the loss of the one person who cared and suffered and died for me. The pain of loss. Sorrow. Then fear subsides and I allow myself to sink into something perhaps closer to the truth, closer to claritya striking, vivid sense of relief. Intense relief.
really good job anyway.