Alive.
Tires squeal, brakes screech, rubber burns.
Darkness drifted close
and whispered in my ear
tantalizing words meant
only for me to hear.
The taillights loomed
and swallowed up my vision.
Crash.
The jarring force ripped me
from my reverie
and instilled life in me once again.
I am here, I am fighting.
I can only pray that
it’s not in vain.
