The accident

The wind wisps across my soothed crest fallen face,
as i stand there all alone in the ice cold vacant place,
thinking of what I use to have and who I use to be,
memories fill my mind that I do not wish to see.

My eyes squeeze shut tight trying to fight the tears,
my nails dig into my palms thinking of those years,
as my eyes lift open I look hopeful to the sky,
wishing I could take it back, and then I start to cry.

I fall onto this frozen ground on my hands and knees,
wishing this hadn't happened God help me please,
I sobbed into my dirt filled hands making only mud,
Looking around for an answer but I found no one.

How could I have done this for I did know better,
Thinking of this once more I made my hands wetter,
Sobbing as hard as I could that’s when the thunder roared,
I knew my prayer did come true and I'd get help from the lord.

But to my surprise there was no one there and I was still alone,
My shaken hand went into my pocket and grasped my phone,
I then called your number, surprisingly you picked up,
I told you I had to explain and you told me no and hung up.

I sobbed into my free hand grasping my phone with the other,
I thought then to call the one who would help I called my mother,
But there was no answer just a cold bare dial tone,
I looked down at the ground and then threw my phone.

I knew what I had to do as I got into my car,
I knew I'd find you sitting alone at the bar,
I sped downtown to find you only to find a bright light,
The honking had startled me as I slipped into the night.