A waiting game.

Darkness descends and consumes

you. In the pit of hell.

You are living in.

The fires are spitting all around you.

And your touching and smelling the

stench of rot and vile badness.

Waiting for it to be like a virus and

a flesh-eating disease to destroy you.

Then you are no more.

A waiting game...

Reviews

[angel]

Hope I am never on YOUR enemy list, Dawn.I am sure your description of the pit of hell is pretty accurate; I won't ask how you know!
Whomever all this vitriol is directed at, I'm glad I am not him (or her).

Very well written and evocative. I am impressed.

[Onlyme]

Its aimed at cancer and thanks

[angel]

Oh, well, that's all right, then.
I am a breast cancer survivor, boobless but alive, and I share your assessment.
Now that I know what it is about, I am even MORE impressed.

[wordman]

touching write ,i guess when you live it,it`s even more worse and real

[Stone]

I had lost three relatives to cancer and an aunt in still fighting breast cancer for the last 5 years. Just today, another aunt is waiting for her results because they found a white shadow in her lung. Waiting game can be so cruel. It eats your faith, patience and lock you in a realm of nightmares. You get physically and emotionally tired. Then one day, you just feel like fighting anymore.