I sit

I sit in the bathtub as blood is running down my face. My heart is pounding; beating as if at any second it is going to stop. I lay back so my hair is now in the water, nipples above. What can I do? My legs cramp, abs are tight. I close my eyes and say a prayer. I don't usually pray, I have never seen the point, but if any this seems like a good time. I suddenly raise up. Water sweeping my face. I try to scream but only air comes out. I am yelling at the top of my lungs, but someone has taken my voice box. I can't shake this. I need to get out, I need to run. I have all this energy but it has no place to go. I jump out of the tub leaving the blood and water behind...I run outside. It is raining. I trip over a rock and realize my foot is bleeding...I forgot to put on shoes. The bottom of my feet have been carved by left over glass from a broken car window. I can't get out. No matter where I go I am followed. So I sit....The rain wipes the blood from my cheeks.

Pi