Time goes slowly, painfully, like the steady drip drip drip of blood on the floor.
I see you laughing at me, I see your mocking faces, blood drips faster.
I look down, not in shame, but in wonderment at the mess I've created, that you created with me.
I blink twice, I still see red, red blood, red anger, red noise in my ears as the winds blows past.
A smile tugs at my torn lips, YES! I AM FREE!! I laugh at you, I mock you.
The knife falls from my hand as tears pour down my face, look at what you made me do, LOOK AT ME!
You no longer see or feel or breathe. You no longer scorn my every move.
The blood stops, no more can be squeezed from this lifeless body.
Time speeds up, I watch your blood congeal and your flesh rot, I watch the maggots ravage your face as flies copulate in your decomposing body. I watch your bones turn to dust. I watch the wind carry you away.
My eyes are dry. I haven't blinked for a long time. The smile is still glued to my face, frozen in time.
But I am not happy.
I walk backwards away from you and with each step, time reverses.
The dust comes back and your bones form again, flies go from adult hood to the larvae stage inside your warped brain, your flesh forms once again on your demented face and your blood rushes back into your body.
I hear you laughing at me, mocking me again.
I feel the knife, cold in my hand.
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, tick.............