Your eyes glance down towards the car floor.
You take too long of a blink.
You see headlights.
The brightness consumes you.
You feel your seat belt tighten against your chest.
You take a deep breath, but seek air without prevail.
There you remain seated, but where have you gone?
I can still hear it: the sirens, the screaming, someone calling my name as if I were dreaming,
but everything was real: the tremendous pain, the electrical shock, the carmine stain
that had once trickled down my old polo shirt
from a gash in my throat now covered in dirt–
causing me to question what had happened in the crash,
for my life became a blur in a sudden flash.