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Road Block


Fear consumes a soul All signs of hope are aborted Emerald lights turn ruby Speeding through, a prey eludes it's predator Lights, blinding, peirce the mind A clash of indigo, chrimson and balcktop From his forehead, a scarlet river flows Her blonde hair askew, a lifeless body swimming in the mist Brown eyes, creamed coffe slowly setting, death now here to claim his prize if only they could turn back time A single seat belt would have saved these lives
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