Trapped
Screeches of the tires,
The impact of the crash.
The sound of the
Water hitting the car.
I sit there trapped.
My seatbelt clings to
My weak body.
Unable to move.
As I sit there
Water flowing in
There’s nothing I can do.
Paralyzed in this car.
Paralyzed like my mind.
Trapped in my own head.
As the water flows in.
The car is my mind,
The water is emotion.
There’s nothing I can do.
I feel paralyzed as
These emotions overcome my mind.
Copyright © Jessie Melanson | Year Posted 2018
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