the first words, starting coming hours before the starting~gun as I drifted off to sleep   I started the morning Beginning with The End, of yesterday.   the bittersweet cacophony ringin’ in my head “note-to-self for next time” never skip ahead   As the hours…

Slow, shallow breaths fill the air An pained cough forces out Silent tears fall down her face As others sob in loss She fought a hard battle But cancer has won again As her life has faded To its final end.