On Death's Door

Pain jolted through my frail body. My eyes blurred whether with tears or blood or unconciousness I will never know. My chest felt like it was being ripped in half and a warm wet something flowed around my neck and stomach, blood I now realized.I could hear my heart pounding as the wound between my ribs pulsed angrily. I tried despiratly to stop the flow of blood, now dripping onto the white floor. I whimpered a soft low moan that gurgled in my severed chest. The last thought that raced through my tired brain was I love you, and thank you for all you've given me. Everything went black.