The Fall

I hear the thunder of my wheels rolling.
Until I hit a large rock.
It happened so fast
It was like falling on sharp glass.
The ground peels a thin layer of my skin as thin as an alvacado.
Then my left arm hits the rainbow like curb.

I hear a crack
sounding like a falling branch.
I get up thinking its just a scratch.
Until I feel the pain.
The rainbow like curb has broken a part of my body's frame.
I feel like I have to scream
I am now in a loud big white van hoping it was all a dream.