That Afternoon

On that late afternoon is Feburay when my life changed forever is still imprinted it my mind. like snapshot playing over and over again.the light, the sounds , the smells and the blackness. the sound of police cars, people screaming,people talking , twisted mental being cut and the sound of nothing. the smell of gas and the smell of mud. then every thing goes black and there is nothing then a light is shining, but i can't get to it. when i wake i find i am in the hospital. i wake to find yall are gone and i got left behind, but the snapshots keep playing in my mind. the snap shots still playing in my mind over and over again, after a while is gets a little easer to handle but it is still hard.

this poem was written about a car crash that claim the lives of 3 friends this is the crash through the live of the only person who lived. the crash was on Feb.14.04. We were hit head on my a drunk driver.