Laceration

A cold steel blade nicks the wrist. Drops of sanguine fluid form, as he clenches his fist.

Temper flares. Shrieking, “No one cares!” Laceration, final lamentations!

Rending flesh and sinew, from his bone. For sins that one could not atone.

All alone. Laceration, act of desperation!

Confusing thoughts, constant and nagging. Shock but no awe, the body starts sagging. Frame so frail, just a husk soon passing.

Eyes heavy, lids shutter. Labored breathing, with a sputter. Not one more word can he utter.

Laceration!

Originally written: June 21st, 2018 By: AvnSgt

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