Death whispers

I fall upon the blades, skewed through the chest, blood flows upon the ground, floods into puddles, pain shears my thoughts splitting nerve and tendon, my heart pumps, more blood gushes, squirting from the wound, my breath seizes, I convulse heavily, I'm dying, the pain is overwhelming, I'm getting cold, I'm scared, as I whisper, "Why?" is how I feel when my heart breaks because of You