Last Thought

The asphalt against my face Sirens in the background My fresh warm blood censuring my eyes Over whelming feelings of regret and remorse rush through my mind What am I to do in the last moments of my life? To lay here and cry or to quietly die Or to scream for help or to fade in the night Wish for a new start or to pray for what I had. What about my mom and my dad? How are they going to take it without me by there side I didn't get to say good bye or tell them how much I loved them both. They should now that I will always be there with them. I don’t want them to be sad, they should be mad, I made the selfish choice. Having them by my side would make this better To have my dad tell me “Its okay son we all make mistakes” Or my mom to say “I can relate to how you are feeling, and that it will be okay” But it won’t, because I’m feeling my hopes and my dreams all slipping away Like a leaf falling off a tree on a windy autumn day.