Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Wynter McKinney Dec 2016
Deep breaths
Hands drumming in time with the music
The black asphalt forever in a loop
My body slamming and rolling into the road
Close your eyes don't look
Look!
Again!
Again!
Again!
My inevitable death laid out before me
Blood
Road rash
Chunks of skin missing
And then nothing
We begin again
Slamming through the windshield
Glass penetrating into my interior
Slamming and rolling into the pavement
Just a dream, just a dream
Make it stop
Looking over at you
You're in your own world,
Hands gripped tightly on the steering wheel
You can't help me
My ****** image standing before me
I will never live again.
Wynter McKinney Dec 2016
When I peered into my soul

I saw nothing but darkness

An assumed emptiness

However I came across an enigma

A rift in my mind emerged

My thoughts in a sudden state of insecurity and suicide

An ineluctable pool of depression and anxiety

What I thought was a dark void of nothing

Was a tar pit of confined emotions

Feelings and thoughts unquestioned

Locked away to be dealt with “later”

The facade of my mind had been degenerating over time

The damage irrecoverable

Passing by my reflection

Such a poignant moment in time

Who was this fragmented girl?

— The End —