"Eyes like a car crash,
I know I shouldn't look
but I can't turn away"
Staring into my soul
are the headlights of on-coming traffic.
Just this morning,
you fed your niece breakfast
and spoke to your commander
about your call of duty
and kissed your mothers cheek.
You left your home
with things at peace, calming
a storm inside you.
Just like everyone else.
You make your way to your car
in the rain.
You hear sirens in the distance
and say a prayer for those effected.
Unaware that moments later
those sirens will be heading
toward your now battered body to
try to save your life.
But they didn't make it.