Car wrecks ((would they remember?))

Lovely little car wrecks
blazing red in the black night;
Hypothetical catastrophes,
into mind but out of sight.

An angel calling in the darkness,
devil kissing down her arms...
sparking contradicting controversy,
causing atonement and self-harm.

Falling, breaking, crying,
only to get up and do it again.
Tears and regrets with two releases-
a metal point and a weary pen.

Cut off the circulation to shut down-
shut down the brain for peace of mind.
Crying, screaming, fighting,
devotion of the devoid kind.

If we never submerged from this car wreck,
and we died in the ashes and the flames,
tell me, dearest, would they remember us?
Or would we just be another face, another name?