20.9.10

Passenger accused of driving

Broken twisted metal,
Piercing torso's of flesh
Puncturing my heart.
Passenger accused of driving,
I lay here bleeding, dying.
Looking forward to the destination,
Unaware of your leaving
Me to drip upon the ground
The result of your careless actions.

Broken glass littering,
Slashing skin and veins
Veins oozing out.
Paralyzed and waiting
As you stand there blaming.
Harsh words scratching
Out of a bruised and broken throat.
Credit where credits due
Actions and words mismatching.

No comments:

Post a Comment