A Car, A Torch, A Death

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I began to envy the headlights driving south. Facing their troubles, instead of running away

like me.
I envy their courage, which I don't possess. I envy their strength, I envy their compromise.
I wish I could just stop. Just open this wretched door and fall out. Maybe I'd get run over, who knows?
Maybe I'd be a people pancake, human roadkill on the side of the damn road. Surely that is better than trying to save everyone I can't save, including myself. Yes, I believe I'd rather die.