Stop

It gripped. Like the claws of death. Tightening fast. Clenching into my soul. Broken. Broken into pieces like the shards of mirror which lay by my feet. Drenched in blood. Spurting in gashes off my hand. Where the radial artery was slit. Open. Like the book of my life.

My body quaked. Spasmodic chasms shook it. Like she had shaken my life. A life punctuated by ups and downs. Downs which drowned the few ups. Ups that came as hiccups. Once in a blue moon and so easily washed away by the water of sorrow.

I lay down. Down on the floor. The marble reflected the red of my blood. Blood diluted by tears. Tears of pain. Where she had gouged out my heart.

The blood. It had a life of its own. And moved freely. Drawing a map on the floor. An exquisite piece of tapestry. The rape of my soul of its virginity by her love…

It was finally over. Like she had said. So easily. Yeah, it was over. So easily. My soul deceived my body like she had deceived my soul.

It was over. Full stop. Stop. Red like my blood. Red like the road sign. Stop. And my heart finally stopped as the ultimate muscular spasms forced my lungs to heave a final sign of ‘adieu’ (farewell).

My eyelids closed as my pupils rolled. The light shimmered, fading, and finally shut out. Stop. The embryonic cord of life cut off.  My grip relaxed and opened slightly as my index tweaked once as a nerve pulled out. Stop. And my hands faltered. Half open. As though begging for life. For her.

Stop. And the reflections in the shards froze. Fragments of my soul. Ripped apart by the knives of her love.

Stop. The earth stopped. Time froze. My existence wiped out.

Stop. Only the blood oozed.

Sticky.

Red.

Reviews

[realmwriter]

Dude. Very powerful stuff here. I am impressed to say the least. This creates a picture of heart ache so bloodred cold and real it is palpable from the screen. I do believe many have attempted to capture such feelings and few have maged to do so with such a raw and vicious note. Congrats, you are to be comended.

[Black]

a nice story,
its really descriptive
well penned

[Dove]

I really like this piece. and its so descriptive. well done

[Raquisha]

There is a lot of pain in this. It reminds me that there are things in this world that are worse than death. Simply Amazing

[SarahRose]

There are many things worse than death. This piece portrays it very well. A spiritual death that even your descriptive words can't fully explain. When I read this piece I am reminded of the depth and power of Spiritual Death vs the Death of flesh. Great work!

[Tina Kline]

A very vivid image of some one dying. I'm thinking they committed suicide over love or the loss of love. Very vivid and a really good piece of writing. It pulls the reader in quickly and wasn't a all boring.

[Marie Harrison]

Pain filled prose and gore
I liked how you ended this
story. I can't get the
marble floor out of my
mind. Good work in
this story.

[Teri B]

Wow! There's a lot of pain here! Ah, love...

[Vinod Kumar U K]

Very interesting story connected beyond the sentimental imagination.........