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Obituary

Something I started when told I had cancer...

I wrote my obituary today. It feels strange to write that, a surreal experience to say the least. How does one take stock of his life? If it is by money and status, then I am very poor indeed. If it is by the number of his friends, then I again fail. Did...

A Final Poem For Mommie

Katy's heartbreaking inner thoughts

What is dying Mommie?Will all of me cease to be?Of all that I am and all that I've been,Is there nothing left of me?I believe in Heaven Mommie and think that's where I'll be.When you come Mommie, please try, oh try and find me.  I am not sure exactly when...

Brown hair Brown eyes Just like any other person Just like everyone else But they're wrong What is that on the inside? Bright light swirling Sparks of flames around the heart The light gets darker the madder she gets The light gets brighter the happier sh...

Dying Without Dying

Found this when I was browsing my stories folder on my laptop. I'd forgotten that I'd written it!

The man ate a sandwich,He snacked and smiled,He ate that sandwich,But then he choked,Poor dude, On a bit of bacon, he croaked.The woman knitted, She knitted a sweater,Then she got up,And she flitted.Made a cuppa tea,Now she’s D. E. A. D.Two ordinary death...

Sometimes...Fast Forward, Let Go

I feel so horrible thinking this, but...

Sometimes... I kind of wonder. I wonder what he's thinking when he looks at us, and knows that his own mother will live longer than he. Sometimes... It kind of just hits. It hits that he has possibly only a year and then he's gone too, then I lose him too...

Save You

Another from a different account.. letter to my uncle...

You'll never know it, but I see you and the first thought in my mind is "Oh God,I'm gonna lose him..." You'll never see it, but when you leave I go to my room and I cry, because I wonder..."will I ever see him again,or will the next time beon his funeral...

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Tiger's Tears

This is a work of fiction from my other site...

She feels her heart drop through her stomach and out the other end. It has crashed to the floor and popped and now the blood gushes around her in a big lake of cherry kool-aid. Her eyes feel as if they roll back into her head and will never come back to t...