Sharing Time

ahhh lucky for me no one really reads my blog.... SO I've decided to brave putting up one of my poems... perhaps I'll decide to put up more later, we'll see... This is a poem from my poetry class a year ago.

The Wreck

Everything is glazed over like and eye's vision after a long cry

a twin sized bed centered in an all white room

lit only by the dim yellow light of fluorescents above

needles prod into my arm, forcing cool liquids through my veins

the beep-beep of a heart monitor squeezes my head

This is not my room,

no time for questions.

my eyelids, oversized curtains

shutting out the room

with closed eyes I see what brought me here

only everything is backwards

strapped down to a board

someone pumps air into my lungs

why can't I breathe on my own?

flashing lights, red and white

but they are upside down

and my head is scraping the roof of my car

I see my mother

reaching her hands out to me just the way she did

the last time I saw her

spinning me around blending

images into colors draining down a sink

being swallowed, turning into white

lights blinking, a horn blaring

wake up, it says, wake up!

and when i do there is nothing

but the sound of metal crunching

and bones snapping