Searching.
My hand is cut open bleeding but still I am on my hands and knees looking.
In pain, wet, and freezing. I don't stop. I keep searching for what I need to find.
I see my self like an out of body experience or better yet like I am sitting at home on my couch watching a Lifetime movie. Yelling at the the TV "crazy bitch get out the car 'for it blows up".
But it wasn't a movie. This was real.
I have to let Him know. I have to call Master.
Master! He was all that was on my mind at this very point in time.
Calling Him to update Him.
I must have been out of my mind crawling through a totaled car looking for a cell phone. Even if I found my phone, it is probably damaged from all the rain and mud.
I keep searching. Why can't I find it.
A sadness comes over me. I drop my head and realize that I am out of time.
On my hands and knees I turn around and crawl through the muddy water and glass. Crawl out the back window and stand on the side of the highway. I look at the wreckage.
I am glad my family is alive. I am glad that I am alive.
I want my phone.
I want my Master.
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