my tears are slipping down my face
i sit there watching your grave
wondering why did this happened
that you died and i survived
I close my eyes
and remember the night again
the night was turning out to be the best of my life
then we saw the car
the car that would end your life
I can still feel the impact of the car hitting us
i feel myself being throne
up against the winshield
my seatbelt being the thing that saved
i open my eyes
and look at the headstone
i realize that the pain is still as strong as it was
almost two years ago
when you died
and my whole life changed
WOW this is a really pretty.i mean its sad but still pretty.....its hard to survive something that someone close to you died from.....but i hope yer writting is helping you out....it helps meh....
aniway nice job
Well, this hits pretty hard for me. You've done the tale well! I too have been in a car accident. I lived, the driver died...we were hit by a drunk driver. The title to this caught my eye, though I didn't expect this. Again you've done a wonderful job! Keep writing.
Dominique