New Beginnings (A personal story)

by Alex Penuelas   May 4, 2017


POP! Went the tire
POP POP!! went the other,
As I hung desperately
While my guts puked asunder.

Flying frantically up,
Or was it down? I don't know,
But flipping while going 80mph
Is one hell of a way to go

Was it one flip?
Two flips?
Three?
Transitioning from skies above
To ground above,
Was all that I could see.

That is,
Until everything went black...

Broken glass,
Like summer day snowflakes,
Played their
Solemn song in silence.

I awoke dazed and confused
In the new predicament I was in,
My world had at that moment
Quite literally turned itself
Upside down.

The ground was now above me,
And the sky was below,
As I dangled dimly
From my seat belt.

And as it was outside of the vehicle,
So too it was within.
For my mother, my father,
My sister, my brother,
and my dear, loving aunt,
All lay below me
In a deathly sleep.

Seeing all that I loved in this world
Now lost, I sought the only
Reasonable option:
Asphyxiation.

"How befitting an end
to this miserable life,
I hang here with a
Pre-stressed thread,
And like a spider caught
In its own Web,
So too shall I do
With my own head"

I wrapped the seat belt tightly
And was about to release it
Until my brother tapped me
On my shoulder and said
"Bro, what are you doing?
You need to get us out of here".

I looked at him,
And then looked down,
To see that all my
Loved ones were
Still alive.

We were all still alive

I shook off the demons
That told me to
End it all,
And fixated my eyes
Upon the unbroken glass
Above me.

With one deliberate strike,
Countless particles of glass
Flew past me to the ground below,
Revealing a sunny sky.

And like a baby removing himself
From his womb,
So too I did.

I ripped off my seat belt
And pulled myself out from the
Wreckage,
Seeing that traffic was blocked
On both sides.

Dozens of good Samaritans,
Who saw that there was still life
Born from a deadly struggle,
Rushed down to my assistance.

And with the strength of a thousand men,
They helped me put the car
Right side up.

At that moment,
I was no longer a child,
No longer the one who
Needed assistance.

At that moment,
I became my family's
Superman.

Life is so fragile,
So delicate,
It resembles the frail petals
On roses,
So easy to remove,
But so beautiful to observe.

Cherish the moments that you have
With those whom you love the most.
You never know when
Your petals can be plucked.

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  • 7 years ago

    by Milly Hayward

    Although a very long piece I enjoyed the journey. For me a hybrid between poetry and story that works well with the twists. Im guessing from the detail it was inspired by an actual event which has helped to make this a moving and visual piece x