I don't know what this is, drabble? meh, i dunno.
As I lie there, broken, bloodied and destroyed, a smile crept across my face. I don't understand why, but I begin to laugh. It hurts all over, but my situation seems hillarious to me. I never thought that my death being minutes away would make me laugh, or even smile.
Fighting for so long and left to die without a second thought. Have i gone insane?
Maybe life lost its worth in those last minutes, or maybe i simply gained the ability to see the humor that this situation presented to me.
Umm... Yea, feeling a bit better of late, s'good i suppose.