Poems

Wrecked Ghost

I never knew how much you meant to me, 

But I will never see your face again…

The day you took my hand and we ran across the hayfield, 

Still haunts my dreams and thoughts.

I still go to the same school and teachers, 

Ever since that rainy night, I haven’t been able to focus. 

Every time I see Buddy’s face,

The feel of the slick road rushes under my arms.

I pass that road daily on the way to school, 

I close my eyes and the screech of the tires hurt my ears. 

Tonight makes three years since that terrible night, 

I try not to cry, I try not to worry about your family.

As I lay here in this dampened grass,

I look up the murky sky as the raindrops mix into the tears fallen off my cheeks. 

I feel the earth revolve around me, 

As I swear I feel your arms hold me and interlock fingers.

I close my eyes and try to remember the good days,

Us laying in the field counting stars, cuddling, and taking everyday one second at a time. 

But I need to get out of that parrellel reality, 

You are beneath this fading stone.

I just wish I was driving like I was supposed to be, 

Then I would have been the one in this lonely place.

I hate having to go by those three wooden crosses on the side of highway, 

There are still pieces of metal underneath your cross. 

There should be four, 

Why didn’t God take me also?

Your family hates me, 

So does Bo’s.

Three years still doesn’t cover up the scars and bruises,

That Buddy caused. 

That night is still clear as day,

The screeching tires, The crunching metal, Bones cracking, murderous screams.

I can still hear you trying to keep Bo awake… 

I still see the blood dripping down your cheek….

That night haunts my ever being, 

It kills me worst that the pain of losing you.

I just it was me instead of you,

Why was I the only survivor?

It breaks me to see everyone just forget that night,

I lost everyone around me. 

I feel like the shadow that creeps in the darkness,

Drifting from place to place like a ghost.

The ghost that haunts everyone around that understands the hurt, 

Broken heart dreams of the future that never existed

I just wish you were here to hold me through the turbulent sea of life, 

Two more years till I will be back home. 

Home, the place I feel wanted, 

I will back in the hometown of the devil. 

I will never have to see the blood covered road, 

I will never have to see the three crosses, 

I will never have to see the devil in disguise, 

I will see the trees swaying with the breeze, 

I will see the dreams of a broken teen fulfilled, 

I will see you for good, 

I will see the world you are in, 

I will see you, the person I love,