Blood Drops

WKYD. “Rain.” Google. Tumblr, Feb.-Mar. 2011. Web. 23 Oct. 2016.

I laid there, still and without movement. The drops of rain slowly moving from my forehead to the lobes of my ears and lightly dripping into the small puddles near my shoulders. Hands covered in blood, fingers broken and deep flesh wounds; this would be my final breath.

I laid there, in pain and agony. My lungs were collapsing under the increased pressure of broken ribs and deteriorating thoracic cavity. Heart aching with every pump of blood, legs no longer able to feel any sensations and eyes beginning to weep its final tears; this would be my last moment.

I laid there, waiting in sadness. My clothes dampened by the continuous rainfall and my hair was slowly falling strand by strand, with no one to aid me from this torment. The woman, the family and the friends I held dear neither came to help me nor did they come to ease my worries.

I laid there, being instilled with rage and apprehension. The brain that I had once learned to control was now, finally, acting on its own. Emotions fluctuated, limbs disconnected and deception uplifted; my fate was clear and visible. The seconds felt like hours and minutes felt like days slowly passing by in synchronization with the flow of deteriorating cells and damaged internal organs.

I stopped there, fallen and destroyed. The soul that once held internal warmth inevitably began to spill self righteous appearances and egotistical mentalities. Loneliness crept on my heart slowly but its ever growing presence was simply, overwhelming. Dark clouds pulled closer and closer to the Earth prepared to flood its inhabitants with the tears that fell from heaven not to nourish the fields or grow vegetation but to mourn a fallen soul.

I looked there, distraught and powerless. A shadow with long dark clothes, stood in front of my very eyes wielding a scythe in one arm and in the other held the book of life. With much strength, I attempted to take the book but to no avail and as my hand fell towards the ground my eyelids slowly shut for the last time.

I left, unaccomplished. There were dreams, goals and aspirations that I had still wanted to achieve but time had come to its final conclusion. The years I spent wasting, the days I spent stalling and the moments I spent in complete disregard came back all at once, as regret. I never valued what I was given and was never grateful towards the blessings God had bestowed upon me. I would finally be held accountable.

I fell, into a never ending abyss of darkness for this was the end.

The circumstances leading to one’s death is a mysterious component to the after life and likewise can not be directly interpreted. In this particular situation the individual underwent an intense amount of physical and emotional pain, having bones broken and sadness cloud their mind, which entails that darkness will follow the individual after death. Defined by regret and fear the individual is filled with apprehension when contemplating past actions and therefore reflects how they will be treated in regards to divine questioning. At this specific moment in an individual’s life they inevitably will realize the heaviness of their actions and in turn will want to live a few more moments longer to complete unfulfilled deeds of righteousness, but in actuality will bear no reward. It is at this period of time that one recognizes the worthlessness of materialism and begins to be engulfed by an overwhelming presence of loneliness. Taken from this evidence it is clear that when one is suffering at the stages of death, it is in fact a torment that they have reaped by their own evil deeds.

Setting and atmosphere also contribute to the overall mood of the tale as it not only is filled with melancholy but also an increasingly more negative and depressing environment develops with the progression of the story. This further emphasizes the fate of the character as one can assume that the events to come will be of greater intensity in terms of torment and agony. The setting is completed by the darkening clouds bringing forth rain that pours down and the blood that stains the cement. The inclusion of this type of setting strengthens the evil surrounding this character’s case and in turn achieves in completing the theme of true sadness.