#E66

Wouldn't it be great to stop existing?

To simply go out like an old light,

to be replaced by a new one soon?

To hear the screeching of tires suddenly

cutting off.

To smell metallicity of blood mixing with

burnt rubber.

To see your vision fading to black,

like the ending of a movie,

with a tinge of red.

And then,

just go to sleep

in the eternal night

with no dreams

nor nightmares.