Bright lights blind us,
tires screech across pavement.
You scream,
I turn hard to the left.
You take the full force of the on coming car,
you are sick and unable to stop bleeding,
you are dead,
I'm fine,
I'm responsible,
I turned the wrong way,
I sacrificed you and don't know why,
I'm sorry.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem. I liked it. It was written well with great texture and imagery. I rated it 10. Thanks for sharing..... Kindly read and rate my poem 'A busy street' on page 1. Best regards Akmal