My Ending.

The air is pelted out of my lungs,
a hand clamps over my mouth,
nails dig into my cheek.

I'm pulled back,
screams muffled,
heart pounding.

Like ice-cubes against my neck,
razor scrapes against my skin,
fucking stings!

A deep rumbling sound.
Laughter?
Can it really be laughter?

Pressed against a wall,
the stone so cold it aches,
and it scrapes at my skin.

I try to struggle,
it crushes me,
I'm useless.

My head is snapped back,
A black eye in a bed of ivory flesh,
the last thing I see.

Fire explodes along my neck,
I feel myself go limp,
Everything is spinning.

My body is empty and frozen,
...
Even before I hit the ground.