Although I should've been dead since the moment that car hit me,
I felt alive!
More alive then I did before the accident.
Although I still felt...
Pain.
Mostly all I felt was pain,
Although I felt alive I still had broken bones.
I still couldn't fathom why I could hear voices.
They were distant but they sounded familiar,
Why? I could quite put my finger on it.
Although they were quiet I knew what emotion they felt.
I heard crying, prying and even silence constantly.
It was all so annoying!
One day I heard them discussing
"pulling the plug"
I wasn't sure what that meant
but I was sure it didn't matter.
After I heard some agreeing I couldn't breathe,
I felt like I was slowly dying.
It took me a moment to realize,
But after I did I realized
They were talking about me!
I felt betrayed
But then I realized that this really would be
My last agony.
I was glad I didn't die from that car,
So with all my strength I croaked
"Good-bye"
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In case you missed something this in part 2 of "A Car"
Sorry these poems are more like a story but I still like them. Please tell me if I should make an actual story about these 2 poems or if it should have a third part.
Thank you for reading, hope you enjoyed!
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Short Poems I Make In My Free Time
PoetryMost of these poems will be in a different point of view. Although some of them might be based off my experiences or my friends experience's. Hope you enjoy! My inspiration is from: " short poems by a short girl "
