Long Ago, On The Side Of The Road

I'm not sure if this is a poem, or if it's lyrics. I guess it's both, but I'll publish it here under the "poem" category.

Smeared blank ink,
my thoughts are spinning,
I'm barely listening.

The pen's on the paper,
but nothing coming out.
As much as I try to speak,
my throat is drying out.

I'm staring at the asphalt wondering,
why couldn't have been me?

Years ago,
I was here.
Blood dripping from the sides,
watching the car go up in flames.

I swear if it wasn't for the ambulance,
I would've gone insane.

So where'd you go?
'cause I never saw you again.
The only thing I remember,
is when we were ten.

The cross on the side,
almost scares me have to death.
My vision's blurry,
and my eyes are wet.

The pen keeps slipping though my fingers,
remembering who we used to be,
when we used to be.

And I'm trying to write this letter,
but I can't seem to do it.
You'd read it with your ghostly eyes,
but never ever send a reply.

I guess I'll leave it by the wooden cross,
planted on the side of the road.
I'll leave my heart there too,
and watch as it erodes.

I miss you, Carolina.
I really do.
It's been forever,
and I'm dying for you.

Author's Note

A tribute to those who have passed in car accidents, or any tragedy, for that matter.

Reviews

[Distant horizons]

a beautiful tribute.

[Little Miss]

This poem is well composed. Very powerful and raw you can feel the emotion. It`s really a wonderful but tragic poem.