A Left On Red(Has Made Me Dead)

I am writing a poem sad about an accident that I recently had Approaching a busy intersection of town Little did I realize the approaching fate that would soon be found Before crossing the street I looked around at every chance to meet Carefully tip-toeing across the road unsaid SUDDENLY! BAMN-SCREECH!! a LEFT ON RED has now made me DEAD The thoughtless teen did not turn his brow to see his victim lying motionless somehow There were witnesses who could confirm my tale that I looked both ways before setting sail and now the damage has now been done I have died and the instigator has won The ambulance came to collect pieces of my brain The rest is a bloody mess and now it's starting to rain Pardon me right as I fade out this dreary night