My eye brushes gently ‘cross your death note; the taste of it sweet upon my lips. If I thought you weren’t kidding I would surely be afraid for you. But this is you, as you are. As you have always been. The kingdom of Dramaland resides within you – it echos softly as your blood drips on the floor in a tainted half-hearted effort to end it all.
I laugh, straining not to shed tears upon your page. When I look up you are smirking at me. And now it is I who wishes my end.
This post is unedited and written as part of Stream of Consciousness Saturday – a fun prompt that anyone can participate in! Find the rules here: http://lindaghill.com/2015/03/20/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-march-2115/
It is also part of Mr. Chuck Wendig’s Flash Fiction challenge. This week: 100 words only. Check it out! http://terribleminds.com/ramble/2015/03/20/flash-fiction-challenge-100-words-only/