Did you know it was your last day?
Could you feel it inside?
Did you know that your coffin was coming?
These answers you'll never confide.
When you started your bike,
Did you feel any fear?
What was your last thought?
These answers I'll never hear.
When the air was rushing through your hair,
When you were having your last thrill,
Did you know what would happen?
These questions will never sit still.
Were you ok with God?
What did you last feel?
Did it hurt badly?
These answers cannot heal.
Were you happy or frustrated?
Were there tears in your eyes?
How did it happen?
There are no answers, no matter how hard I try.
Did you lose control?
Was there another car in the way?
Or was it just too wet?
You never got the chance to say.
You are missed Seth.
Rest in peace.
I wrote this for one of my friends that just died in a motorcycle accident.
Anyways, tell me what you think.
