silence…pure silence…
the heart begins to pound in the chest, silently echoing through the body. The feeling of immortality…no! Pre-death has consumed the body. Sweeping away at the feet. I walk freely towards it for no apparent reason…only God knows my actions reasoning. Vertigo, dizziness, consciousness. A blue canvas has been stretched in front of me. The painter still drawing and erasing the clouds; giving them animation. The heart stops. Nay! Time stops; seconds become hours. The wind, as it violently glides past, Will become my savior. Hands that I do not know. Hands that have no reason. Hands that care…the wind keeps gliding. Those hands hav failed. The cord spent begins my cordial greeting with death…Is he kind? Adrenaline now rushing. The hours that were seconds now become days. I pray. A prayer to save, to protect, to guide, my imminent death. Green becomes the sky, the sky becomes closer…he is cruel. The hair became tosseled and woven into the grass. Next came the head, hurtling into the ground like a sweet strawberry onto concrete. The neck snaps, while shoulders pop. The pain, the shock, is most greater. What once supported a fine being, further propelled a fine show of gore. Words are too slow, thoughts are too fast. ‘Im sorry, my love. Your colonel will inform you soon. I will watch you with love from above. I pray…’
silence, pure silence, the medics in green are never called to come with life saving gear; just death preserving contraptions.