Nightmare In the Beginning

Walks along the beach,
Watching the sunset on the roof top of his car.
Waiting for it to set so we can drive home.
As he opens the door,
He kneels to the ground
reaches into his pocket
and pulls out a box.
"will you be mine forever?"
i still hear the words like they are being echoed on a tall mountain.
Speechless i shook my head yes
he closed the door.
and he got into the drivers seat.
the ride home was amazing
except we never made it.
the streets seemed so still
so quiet
and then the world seemed to be ending.
hit on one side
not mine 
but his
as tears roll down my cheeks. 
i see him sitting there.
Against the deformed steering wheel
blood down his forehead
and blood down his shirt.
This is the end.
This was the beginning of something i knew i wouldn't survive
the beginning of the end
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Loveless Avatar
May 28, 2009 at 6:15 PM
oh wow. just wow. such a sad ending. but some peoples reality. I'm sorry if this happened to you.
Guzzi Avatar
May 5, 2009 at 12:04 PM
so sad, who could have ever guessed? so very sad, BIG hugs Light & Love
Loveless Avatar
April 20, 2009 at 9:17 AM
Wow, this made me tear up. This is an amazing beautiful write!:)
Ziemer Avatar
April 6, 2009 at 6:27 AM
Very sad this really happen to you? Or to a friend? What inspired you to write this? Its really good keep up the good work:D Dustin
Townsend Avatar
April 3, 2009 at 11:38 AM
Oh, how heartbreaking. I actually lost the love of my life in November 2007 and still have not stopped loving him. He was killed by his uncle while hunting for deer. This write gets the reader all geared up for love, and romance and then a dramatic twist takes them on a downward spiral to sadness. Very well written conveying the hope and pain of true love. Well done. Smiles (through tears) from Lolita
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