Those ugly pictures form in my mind,
That i had forced away,
But no!They have returned behind,
Revealing the truth,
My face pressed against the windshield,
Face contorted in pain,
Blood running from my mouth,
Smearing across the glass,
Metal slamming against metal,
A scream of terror,
Squealing tires,
My face twisted in agony,
My head thrown back against the seat,
The seat belt jabbed in my stomach,
The coppery taste of blood,
Still in my mouth,
A call ringing in my ears,
LETS HAVE SOME FUN!
FASTER FASTER FASTER,
LETS BECOME THE HIT AND RUN KILLER,
When I heard a deafening bump,
As the tires rolled over a body...
~U may think thats disgusting or something....but it actually happened with a closed one...and by writing this poem...I want to tell u that u shud always have a control on your emotions....never over come them....cuz it can surely ruin u forever!~
