People who’ve been shot and lived to tell their story claim it doesn’t really feel like anything. The bullet punctures your skin and an overwhelming feeling of numbness takes over. Such is the body’s nature when it knows it’s about to die.
In contrast, it’s the small and constant pains that are unbearable. Ticking headaches, impacted molars – they bring even the mightiest to their knees.
Everytime you slip away, the pain floors me and I have to wait for the room to stop spinning. I look forward to the day you leave me. The numbness will be a welcome mistress.
This and other 100-word stories in Project 0.1.
♫: Sheryl Crow | I Shall Believe (1993)