Screeching Tires

notapoet

Crushing of metal

The sound of breaking glass

Smell of hot engine oil

And the heat from burning gas

 

All mental control was lost

Head throbbing from emotional pain

Vision clouded with remorseful tears

As anger pulsed through swollen veins

 

Shaking hands violently shifted gears

As dangerous speeds were reached

As hurting words echoed in ears

And treacherous corners made tires screech

 

The road was slick with rain

And the body numb with heartaches pain

Unaware of red lights flashing

Ears deaf to the oncoming train

 

Taken from this world

In the proverbial blink of an eye

Without any justification

Or a clear reason why.

 

Was it all just for love

Or was it for a lie?

Was it due to selfishness and pity

Or an unwillingness to even try?

 

Was it fate or just a random event?

It’s too puzzling yet to decide

Because for all anyone really knows

It could have been an act

Of emotional suicide.

  • Author: notapoet (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 18th, 2016 09:19
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 15
  • User favorite of this poem: P.H.Rose.
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Comments4

  • P.H.Rose

    Oh my golly gosh, I Absolutly love this poem, my absolute favourite
    Up to now... Well done !!!!

    • notapoet

      Thank you so much for the read and kind words, greatly appreciated!

    • Christina8

      Excellent poem. A lot to think about, Well done!

      • notapoet

        Thank you once again chrissy, appreciate it.

      • Tony36

        Awesome Awesome write love reading your poem

        • notapoet

          As always Tony thank you for the read and comment.

          • Tony36

            Welcome

          • Augustus

            Can picture it clearly. Nicely done.



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