The boy and girl,
Red, blue, red,
Flashing lights, jarring bright
Blurred vision,
Open my eyes:
Dark dark dark
A brilliantly totaled car,
Shattered windshield
Ambulance singing
He’s hurt
Bad bad bad
Unconscious in the driver’s seat
How long have I been here?
Closing my eyes, all I see are his,
Accusing.
Knowing.
He knows what I did
Was this an accident at all?
Hands in white,
Blindingly pale against the black of night
Blood blood blood
Am I hurt?
Hands pull us out, one by one
He’s worse than I thought
Is he alive?
They’ve taken him from me,
Strapped him in,
Has he ever been so
Still
Before?
This sharp pain in my chest
How will I survive this?
Afraid to see the source of pain
Glance down, peek
I’m…
Spotless.
How could he be so hurt?
Why am I so hurt?
I rush to him
I can’t bear to leave him alone
Do I…?
If he dies,
I’m sure I’ll share his fate
Well,
I guess…
Maybe I do love him.
Don’t
Leave
Me
Now
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