The only thing accompanying her are those blurred out memories, and these four walls…
She’d started, living on her own, despite what anybody else says, as she’d never been the one, to take kindly, other people’s suggestions, and, just because she’s losing her god DAMN freakin’ mind, why should they get a kick out of watching her go crazy, right?
And so, she’d lived, on her own, entrapped, by her own fading memories, she thinks she’s still in her younger years, unmarried, and, going to parties, every single night (that’s the wish-fulfillment “portion”, as she’d had it hard, growing up, and, there was certainly, NO time for parties!), getting called on by lots and lots of men, whom she enjoyed, dangling herself in front of…
The only thing accompanying her are those blurred out memories, and these four walls, as she’d managed to, estrange ALL of her kids, casted them out, disowned each and every one of them, one by one!
Her final days, are filled with, loneliness, and as she sat, in her rocking chair, looking out of her bedroom window, her mind went wandering off to god knows where.
The only thing accompanying her are those blurred out memories, that lost focus, and no matter how hard she’d blinked, she couldn’t see them clear, and, as she grew feebler, the four walls moved in on her, suffocating her slowly by the day…
Life, the Obstacle Course 