The Roadside
Staring vaguely ahead
Hot sticky crimson dripping down
Cooling rapidly
Tumbling down the rabbit hole
While the rest of the world whirls by
Numbing frost taking over
Concluding thoughts evaporating
Last-minute sounds registering
Feeling starting to dissipate
A soft sob
A vacant stare
A single tear
An unknown variable with effects
Hopes, dreams, wishes
All vanquished
For the echoless void