[ WP ] The inner monologue of a suicidal man who has just been stabbed by a criminal and is slowly bleeding to death .

`` I wanted to die. I just thought I had time.'' I look at the hole in my heart and the blood pumping out. `` I always thought death would be'welcoming'. But it's damned in pain and loathing.'' 
 
 The heart beats out a staggering rhythm. It's a rhythm of inevitability. The cops hauled away the crack user that stabbed me. He used an old rusted spike. This was a painful way to go. 
 
 `` I... I do n't have long.'' The EMT looks at me. She keeps the rag on my hole. `` No, you're not dying on me... c'mon Jimmy. What will I tell our parents?'' 
 
 As I fade, `` That I have no more pain, Jenny. That they're going to have no more pain...''
