Three fights come
his face alight, with comeing blood
mom left, she gave up
Chad blamed Dad
Dad blamed Chad
I blamed them both but myself the most
I left for school, on my little kid bike
Dad wanted me to stay, we had a big fight
but I gave in and dove for that too big thing
it sat on my brown locks, threataning to fall off
I pedalled faster and faster, injoying my small freedom
but what I didn't see, nearly took me to the other side
with an early visit with my barried sis
With a flash of red and a slam of pain
I blink in blury eyes, fuzy and swimming light
then I hear what sounds like my own voice whisper:
God be sad if I dont wake
Angels weep if I sleep
there was more but are unknown to me
I stood again on shaky legs
My world unfocused and tilting every were
black and white my vision was, flashing from scale to color and back again
like the fight of a waking dream
My balenced swayed , like a drunken man
The flash of red, purred like a cat
Standing proudly over its voilet pray
Its rider scared, her questions unaswered
Until I snap at her:
Fallow me if you dare, My father will meet you there
Open your eyes and you will see your tomb 6 feet down
Frightend she left, her big red cat yawling happily
Still to fast, much too fast
My vision still fights with me
My memory excaps me
But I'll find my way
By fallowing the familer
Fallowed by others
I continue my way
They too have daughters
So they fear for me
My father sees and he starts to weep
He just can't see why it was me
Still he says
He'd like her head
And still I say
'You never will
for she learned a lesson
one she hadn't seen right away'
