Deja Vu

The knife struck straight into my heart. The blood started oozing out. I’m in the throes of terrible pain. Crisp sound of my shirt ripping, i felt the cold air. Panic filled my lungs like water. I heard a pop in my skull. Pain closed in like darkness. The knife is going deep. Struggling against the pain, i screamed how much more? The hard metal ripped me. And i could do nothing - nothing. I lost my breath. Hundreds thoughts were flashing through my head.