Car Crash


I am sitting in the middle of a vacant lot.
Waiting for someone to pick me up.
I don't care who does.
I don't want to be alone.
The party went on too long.
This intense fear keeps growing in my mind.
I hear a motor from behind.
I get up slowly and turn around.
Then I hear a screech of wheels.
Its too late.
The damage is done as the engine hits the wall.
You drank too much and went too fast.
I hope you learn what drugs can do.
They take over and kill whoever is in the way.
Tomorrow will be a sad day.
I try to cry out in pain,
But my heart beat fades away.




Home
The Poetry Section

Hosted by www.Geocities.ws

1