The Crash Poem by tiffany fawcett

The crash
I struggle to get up
Where am I?
What happened?
All I remember is spinning and someone screamed
Am I okay?
Is my family okay?
How long have I been here?
I feel something hot on my forehead
I push the grease and debris off my face
I see myself in the rear view mirror
I see the blood and grime on me
Though I'm not really looking at myself
I see this figure behind me and I realize that it's my mom
I turn around to help her but
When I try to touch her something tells me not to
Not to disturb her fore she is already gone
I wanna cry but nothing comes
How could this happen?
How could we have been so irresponsible
I look around to see where my sister has gone
I climb into the front and see her all bloodied up
I look into the rear view mirror again
How can I be the only one?
The only one to have survived?
It shouldn't have been me
I should be there in the front bloodied up
Or in the back... broken and indescribable
I see the figure in the road behind me and know it wont be too long
Before I am like them
Before I go along up to heaven
I climb back to the back and out the busted window
I stand parallel to the figure
I couldn't make the features
All I could I tell was that there was a gold glow around the figure
I step toward it not knowing that I was capable of holding on
Behind me somethings stirs awake
My sister sits up and sees me and starts calling me
I don't hear her... al I hear is my savior calling me toward him
I walk into the light leaving the two that were never really gone.