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Sometimes I like to think that my life had a greater meaning or a purpose in life as I walked down the streets of San Francisco. the pigeons on the ground in flocks eating
everything,
rats in the trash this was my home and where I worked
I didn’t grow up here no I grew up not too far from San Francisco just across the ocean in
Berkeley,
California with the fire and rain was nice for a bit till I moved with my family to a less populated area
but iv has always been a City person just as they say you can take the person out of California but you can’t take California out of the person
some times it rains real hard in Francisco so hard the rain feels like ice or hail I think that’s a nice comparison.
It’s been like that all week.
It makes hard shaping sounds on the concrete and umbrella that I have as I walked down the streets of San Francisco to the subway with I take to work.
Have I ever said how many
crazies there are on Subway even though it’s the best Invention yeah a whole lotta crack heads and muggers end up on there even the homeless probably going to be an abundance of them in the tunnels.
I think to myself as I turn on S VAN NESS AVE
It’s quiet except for cars and that one set of footsteps that’s been..behind me the last 3 blocks…? And getting closer Oh my god I continue but walking Stiffen ok just
It’s probably a person going to the same place as you don’t Panic
Ok we’re panicking my breathing picks up
.
.
I’m only 27 years old I do not want to die
Or get mugged
The footsteps are closer
I’m ten maybe twenty feet from being able to make a left on 24TH ST
The rain is making it hard to see I start to reach for my phone I hear a bang.
I stop it’s hard to breathe I feel numb due to the icy cold rain liquid spills from my mouth a burning sensation spills from the Center of my chest as if it could snuff out any flame.
The world tipped a Second bang a burning in my throat to add to the roaring of the flames.
I’m on the ground umbrella gone rain hitting my face drowning in my blood
I'm coughing trying to get out, trying to breathe only to get the blood into my lungs
I have my hands gripping my chest and neck trying to stop it but it won’t stop it wonts save my it won’t stop me from drowning in blood
The blood fills my lungs filling up every curve and crevice as I gasp and choke eyes wide and slowly going weaker until I finally Lay limp.
Blood pooling forming a misshapen circle
Who know I should die via my drowning my greatest fear?