Anesthetized

I lie here

She stands over me, needle in her hand

Her fingers grasp my wrist

And I try to prepare myself

But how?

Pain radiates out from my hand, so intense

Cold, unyielding, blossoming like some deadly flower

I can feel her screwing something onto it

But even now

Reality seems to be melting away

The plunger goes in

White ice flows through my veins

She's counting, fainter and fainter

Then

Nothing