2/2/16-The Car Wreck
This dream,
it's haunting me
a horrible picture where you die.
For whatever reason
I can't shake it from my mind
flashbacks, leading to panic attacks
all because of that tragic night.
The night I could've sworn
you had left me and died.
I know it's not real
I know you're still here
but it's getting worse
my dreams have gotten so surreal.
Please help,
I'm losing myself
to the image of your death.
This poem is about:
Me
My family