VEHICLE WRECKED, DRIVER DEAD

I've torn the pages on which I wrote my dreams. I've crushed them all and left them abandoned. No hope is left; I can't try anymore. I'll just see myself drift off the road. My vehicle is wrecked; no fuel is left. Gas tank exploded— it can't be refilled. The destination is distant; the path is long. It's covered with smog, the wind is strong. But I doubt my vehicle, if it's really so strong... It's looking terrible. The driver is injured. If we talk about passengers, then they're all in tears. They're telling me to control the steering, but what can I do? My hands are fractured, My vehicle is ruptured The path is lonely; they're all alone. The vehicle is wrecked; the driver is dead.