I collapse to the ground, the breath knocked out of me and drops of blood fall heavy, like rain. Defenseless, i count out every drop that lacerates my skin. The storm sends me up and i can only gaze at the emptiness, failed, finished, anulled. I hear no noise, if not that of my own breath, anguished and desperate. I cry motionless and swallow warm tears. I feel them going down my throat, i taste them, i taste me suffering and wat, emotionless, the end.