Red piercing my window.

Slamming to a stop feeling a hit.

I feel my body move, twist and break.

No longer holding myself up from the ground.

No need to fight the pain I let my lights turn off.

The music of my steady pace now silent as I lay here.

I stare at the black road ahead as I no longer can sit still.

I began to run momentarily still in my broken haze I trembled.

The bang I hit it head on once agin no longer wanting to move.

And now I feel them cutting at my body to get her out of me.

I watch the sparks dance on the floor like ballerinas.

They lift her out of me and lay her on the grass.

I think to myself how did this happen,

My window broke,

My body cut,

Broken.

I saved you though.

Even though your music stopped,

And I no longer feel your hands at my controls.

The wind did feel good then

And I'm sorry I broke.

But you are

Safe.