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 © | Year Posted 2018

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