Spoken words and written dreams,
torn from seams and mouth stitched close.
Silence prevails and screams her tune,
Another mountain taken only to drown.

Wry the lips and dry the heart,
with nothing left for another start.
Spilled blood on frozen ground,
hitting bottom and falling still.

Dear @tarazkp , I seem to see the situation when you had a stroke.😯
Perhaps you have experienced death up close!
What did you envision in the moment when you felt that death was near? Have you imagined two women?

You will now need plenty of rest and peace!