It was late,
The road was wet,
Only he could control,
What lay ahead,
As the speed rose,
The curve was sharp,
The car turned,
Only to meet with death itself,
The dark sky,
Turned white as snow,
As if it was only a dream,
His pain relieved,
Insecurities cured,
Mistakes forgiven,
Like the fantasy world,
That once,
Was called 'home',
As the memories flow,
The scars fade,
His heart mends,
Only to see that lovely face,
Sounds start to fade,
Vision blurring,
Its almost time now,
With one last breath,
He spoke the words,
''I Love You'',
Wishing he was home,
Once again,
Questions arise,
Was it an accident,
Or was it fate,
Was it love,
Was it hate,
The answer lie beneath,
Never to be heard again.
