and her body degenerated. it was a sharp, deafening pang which grew so loud it made her numb, her head was exploding into itself, the muscles in her body were making her scream with severe rage, gasping, praying for a little breath in her bursting lungs, she was shivering, sweating cold, her eyes bolted tight, faint colours and lights and flashbacks, heavy sobs made her body extremely tense, all the atoms in her being were an earthquake, earthquakes that won't stop excruciating her till Life let go, and Death took over, the littleness, the fragility of Life, of human endeavours and everything that had seemed so important back when she could live, all flashed before her, but alas, the pain and crescendo were the loudest. "Heading to the Light" ~The Traveling Wilburys #ramona #sadlittlepoemsbyr
