Ficlets

of fireflies and comets

i wander down the street, bare feet hitting the asphalt, still warm from the baking heat of the sun
as the lights behind me fade, and night settles over me synapses in my brain begin to fire like the lightning bugs in the trees around me, strobes of light in a sea of black
thoughts, memories, regrets, a drowning sense of self pity and hatred well up inside of me, pressing against the back of my eyes and catching in my throat, trying to escape through tear ducts and my clenched teeth
all of this fades, from white hot fury to an empty blackness, like the fireflies, my emotions, only a twinkling in the distance, bright, but far away like the stars in the night sky above me
one thought flares across my mind, a comet with a tail of pale light

shes beyond your reach now, and its your fault

i dont remember my knees hitting the tar, or the blood that welled from the scrapes, or even my head hitting the ground
what i do remember is the tear that finally got loose, and the thought that i failed yet again

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