Driving the car

by Healing a broken heart   Feb 17, 2010


No I was not driving the car.
But I should have been.

We had a fight and I would not go
He called twice but I did not answer

3AM and my phone rings again
I pick it up thinking it's him

His mom say hello with a shaky voice
My heart stops beating because I know
What she will say

She cannot get the words out
But I know how much it hurts.

His dad says my name
And tells me what she couldn't

My body starts shaking from me
Trying to not cry.

I get in my car and drive up there
I run to his room, hoping I'm not to late.

The heart monitor is beeping
But he is sleeping.

The machines are doing everything for him
He isn't here

In a comma for two weeks
Knowing it isn't going to be easy

We should prepare for the worst
But hope for the best

Laying in my bed
Having just left

My phone rings again
And I don't want to answer

My heart has stopped beating
But my tears will not

His dad says hello
And by the tone of his voice

I know my best friend is gone
I felt him leave

To hurt to even talk
I say my last goodbyes

His funeral is a blur
Weeks after that were too.

The words once spoken between us
Are now gone, a whisper in my ear

For he has passed on
Goodbye my friend
Until we meet again.

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