Wreckage

My car hydroplaned and crashed.
My heart was profoundly beating fast.

The sky poured out heavy raindrops
My face was stained red, from teardrops.

I was trapped and couldn't get out.
My thoughts raced then came doubt.

 I was pinned in with no escape.
Beyond the heart, I wandered its fate.

Before the wreck, I saw you with another.
I don't care to know, my mind is befuddled.

You came, prying opened the wreckage door.
My soul has no will; to carry on anymore.

EMS trying to keep me alive.
Hurtful emotions, don't want to survive.
 
A sigh, a release of last breath.
Free, in a heavenly place; my heart shall rest.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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Yamin Avatar
August 31, 2008 at 4:31 PM
Hi Erin! Your poem has touched me deeply. The accident evidently was as a result of infidelity of someone. It created a desire not to live in a world where most trusted is untrustworthy- very passinate -very emotional. You have captured your feelings very well. -Mohammad
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August 31, 2008 at 2:48 PM
Sad, but wonderfully descriptive of something we hope we never have to go through...
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