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Nowhere to go
The alarms blare
To my heart still is my hand.
As I scream and scream during this crash land.

Crash Land

Nowhere to go

Nowhere to go The alarms blare

Nowhere to go The alarms blare The fear rips inside of me

Nowhere to go The alarms blare The fear rips inside of me Like a hurricane ready to snare

I can't breathe and the screams start to sound

I can't breathe and the screams start to sound The turbulence quakes the plane

Like a person convulsing uncontrollably

The blood from my face drains

I grab the oxygen mask

I grab the oxygen mask Trying to grip it tightly in between my fingers

I grab the oxygen mask Trying to grip it tightly in between my fingers But they shake so much

And

And the

And the sounds

And the sounds of

And the sounds of DEATH

And the sounds of DEATH linger

The flight attendants thrown in the air

The flight attendants thrown in the air Like dolls at the mercy of this catastrophe

The flight attendants thrown in the air Like dolls at the mercy of this catastrophe The shaking grows worse and even my brain quivers

The flight attendants thrown in the air Like dolls at the mercy of this catastrophe The shaking grows worse and even my brain quivers The children screech, their shouts vibrating in agony

The dive makes my heart stop

I'm screaming as well

The fear blinds me and I hope

The fear blinds me and I hope with all my heart that I faint before blood, I could smell

My mask is ripped off my face

The wings explode in my peripheral vision

I couldn't breathe, the pressure too high

My hands dig into the seat in front of mine, prepping for this collision

Flames erupt all around

My ears bleed with the deafening sounds

The crash was expected

The sheer pain, however, was not.

It was a brief second

It was a brief second The most excruciating despair felt

The only sounds I could hear were the roaring of the flames

But the burning strangles as charcoal is smelt

I look to my side and the last thing I see

Was someone reaching out to me

Laying beside was a limp hand

And to the darkness, I surrender to .....in this crash land

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