Pain, like a thousand knives twisting in my chest,
Fear, a black cloak surrounding me, suffocating me,
Memories, like a movie in fast forward, a tattered photo album of my life,
Silence, an eerie sound, almost deafening,
Stillness, I can hardly move,
My last breath, so quiet, so slow, sighing, I'm gone.
wonderful writing Cate...i feel this way sometimes too....