The end is near. She knows it.


Reality has almost completely materialized.


The feeling is no longer there. Her heart cries for its loss.


She no longer knows what to do. Press on and face eventual pain… or let it all go… let herself go.


She silently sits in the shadows. A tear drops.


Both mind and heart do not one to let go. Why?


She doesn’t want to face reality. That’s why.


She doesn’t want to believe all will be lost once she lets go.


All will be lost once she lets go.



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  • An attempt to remember.

  • The author and editor would like to thank the visitors of this site for dropping by and taking time to go through the articles.

    These are simply but ramblings of one woman struggling to retain as much youth in a fast-aging world. With her deteriorating senses and memory, this is her way holding on to as much as she can remember.

    The tone of the blog will most-likely change once she shifts to another phase in life. As of the moment, she claims to be at peace while in hibernation.

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