ShortShorts - 5

I'm tired. 

I'm f-ing tired.

I thought the image of my bleeding hands stopped. But it keep appearing in my mind, the blood dripping of my fingers slowly, yet not painfully.

And then I think, perhaps it's better this way.

And since it's all inside me, it's better this way.

I'm tired. I feel like taking a deep slumber. 

A deep, deep, slumber.