Darkness Falls

Darkness falls and it is merciless in its swiftness, the anethetized mind is a place where memories cannot reach. The debate becomes whether it is better to stay in this mindless void, or awaken to the confusion you meet, and the pain And life is not worth living this way, where every movement hurts deep within each fiber of your being day after day. Bedridden it becomes more and more of a challenge just to rise, and the filth of living piles high and all you can do is stare at it surprised, hesitating to ask someone able-bodied to clean it up, already such a burden, feeble in both body and mind, drinking from a filthy styrofoam cup and grateful for that, certainly not the woman he married... Wishing for death all those years finally caught up now that I no longer wish for it. The cruel irony of God's sick sense of humor, forming a brain tumor like a time bomb ticking But what does He care? I am less than a gnat to him, he swats me away so be it. I came from nothingness and to nothingness I will return. Without so much as a ripple in the pond of life such a worthless wife unnoticed and unworthy of notice. Whom shall mourn for me when I am gone?