Getting the shit beat out of you can bring very unexpected circumstances.

Alleyway

-authors note-

slanted typing  is  thoughts 

bold and slanted  is sounds

slanted typing with "is dialog"

 If you see any mistakes or anything you think could be improved notify me, helpful criticism is very welcome here, enjoy.

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Crash

The sound of my helmet tossed into an empty alleyway

The knife clangs against the cement

Hands are warm and wet with blood, quickly turning cold

I lean over placing my hand against the dimly lit alleyway wall

I gag a sob but no tears

Anger begins to overwhelm my senses again

And i'm smiling a frown with grit teeth

I spit

Splat

 blood hits the ground

One,

Two,

Three,

My fist slams into the rough bricks

white noise filling my thoughts,

nothing in my head but anger, regret and loss of purpose

Four,

Five ,

Six ,

I can hear the leather of my gloves tear

The insanity is destroying me

There's nothing to feel, just numbness

Seven,

Eight,

Nine,

The sound of blood colliding with the now dark brick is sickening

I growl frustrated and angry,

My voice echoes gently.

The streetlight flickers with a constant buzz

The air is chilly

Cars drive by whirring

And the dwindling pedestrians walk by without a second glance of the murderer in the shadows.

A police car blaring speeds by.

I sink closer to the cold ground next to the bloodied butcher knife lying solemnly on the cracked cement

My fore arm slides down the brick and i am left hunching over my choice of weapon

With my free hand i run my fingers through my hair in distress and try to find any rational thought in the shit mess of my brain

buzz

the dim light in the alley flickers 

Its driving me insane

Teeth still clenched i breathe in a hiss

i grip my hair almost ripping it out of my scalp

UGH