Variations on a Car Wreck

By Themassey18

I skidded to a fifty mile per hour halt
tires screeched like spoiled child
The car fishtailed, as a dolphin chases its prey
My white, tight knuckles grip the wheel with dear, dear life.

Time is at a standstill....

The other car, facing me, slowly approaches, intimidatingly
Like rams, we butt heads.
The windshield shatters immediately, as if a bullet pierced it
My seatbelt, my saviour.
The air bag deploys, like a bag of popcorn, slowly, but surely ful of salvation
The other car, windshield painted red with a crater in the middle
loses the fight.
Steam emits from the hood, like Vesuvius boiling

My thoughts race at one hundred miles per hour
Am I dead?
Am I okay?
Is He dead?
Will he sue?

Then they collide....

I awoke to the sound of sirens
my vision blurs, a doctors face emerged
"You're gonna be okay, son, you're in good hands"
My head felt as if it had been shattered by an eighteen wheeler.
My heartbeat ran at seventy miles per hour, like a police pursuit

The other car did not survive
The two exploded in one stride
My mind collapsed, my soul escaped
How could I be the one to close his fate?

I pull frantically at the IV, wanting out
I want out
The doctors hold me back.
Pin me down.
I see a syringe, the tool of my freedom
The doctor cannot breathe
I pull the IV out
push open the door
Then I see...

The very same car
coming after me

Like a rag doll, i fling myself
so our fates are entwined
I start to unwind
beneathe wheels of time

no more guilt
no more shame
and like a dolphin, I leap into Heaven
And meet the of whom I ended.

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Variations on a Car Wreck

Created: Jul 24, 2010

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