The tears stained my eyes as the searing pain hit me... A cigarette burns down to ashes; awaiting my return. I lie on the shoulder of the desolate road; motor still running... I stare at the passing clouds, as I lie on my back. My world has fallen down like a collapsing tent in the rain. I may not survive this injury. I'd rather have my limbs forcibly removed than to lie here with this broken heart...