One shots

Scene 11 (Vulnerable)

I fell to my knees in a heap. My palms to the sky and my head tilted down. Looking every bit as defeated as a warrior awaiting death. Hot tears left their trails down my cheeks as I closed my eyes trying to hold them in. I wanted to curl into a ball to protect myself but I knew that I couldn't.

Thunder rolled overhead as the clouds lit up with brilliant white flashes. The rain started to fall, mixing with my tears. I surrendered to my feelings, allowing the sobs to rack through my body as I shook with emotion. I curled in on myself, a shell of the person I once was. I fell forward toward the ground but caught myself before I could fall on my face. My hands scrapped the sidewalk painfully. I didn't wince, I didn't whimper, I didn't make a move.

I felt the blood begin to flow from my palm but I did nothing to stop it. I let it bleed, let the life flow out of me like it already had. Heavy sobs racked my body until the tears finally stopped. Once they did I began dry heaving. My stomach trying to empty itself of anything. I hadn't eaten all day so I just crouched there on the sidewalk in the rain, sobbing, and trying to throw up. My vision started to blur, black spots dancing across my vision.

I welcomed them, urging them to increase their numbers, to take me into the darkness. It came over me like a tidal wave, the darkness enveloping me in it's calm. I relished in the serenity of the numbness. I couldn't feel, I couldn't think, I was simply there.