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Accidents Happen

driving down the street jamming out to the beat not knowing what we were about to meet the next thing i knew i had fallen asleep waking up to the screeching of tires i pinched myself hoping it was just a bad dream as i feel something grab me pulling me to safety i look back and i see the complete opposite pain blood agony my friends my family nearing death the sound of sirens draw nearer and nearer carting one by one off to the hospital for hope that their lives can be saved sitting int he waiting room pondering why it wasnt me looking death in the eye why must i always be the one standing by why is it my hearts the one to cry too many times its me saing goodbye as the sun starts to rise i jet back home so my parents arent surprised jump in the shower getting ready as if nothing happened during the day my mask is put on the night is when it comes off forced to face reality of the horrifying accident that had just happened every breathe i take feels as though it is not worthy of being breathed what has happened to me why all the lies why all the pain where did the old me go day by day i wait anxiously for the latest news about my friends till finally the out come has arrived marcus will not survive after hearing the news my heart shattered into a million pieces how many more are going to be taken away where am i supose to go from here tear after tear my heart grows with more fear fear of loosing others fear to take off my mask and show the world i am hurting how can this be how can so many people die when it should be me the answer is it was an accident nothing can be changed about what has happened the cure is time and that is what i seem to have a whole lot of

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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