suicide

late night, another accident. burning in the distance, flames lapping at the sky. another late-night car crash, bodies on the ground. buried in the wreckage; the place you used to live, broken, twisted metal, the place you used to hide. the body where you'd wait your life out, minutes at a time. bleeding, useless, into the soil- gravel's finite black, all the life inside you from which you turned your back. last breath in the wreckage, a useless human skin. buried in the wreckage, your empty soul within. buried in the wreckage, cast your broken heart aside.. found your new way to heal.