She could feel the sand slipping from her hands,
The feeling she knew was sinking.
She sunk deep and deeper in the sands of time,
Some memories refused to be fading.
Her eyes were filled with tears slish slosh,
Yet she could not let them fall.
Her hands trembled at every little thought,
Yet she could not let this affect her at all.
Overwhelmed, and terrible,
She cursed her sads in life.
Sad and shaken,
She mused at the difficults in life.
Her pain was like some writings on a wall,
Etched there for forever,
But making little sense,
Answers low key, promises tall.
So with a heavy heart and cloud black,
She weighed her options as of now.
Possibilities galore, yet finality in none,
She swallowed the pain with a FROWN.