Stay AliveA Poem by KasaundraPhone in my hand, music blasting, my voice screaming. Speeding, crashing, rolling, Flying falling, dying ...dead Sirens swam, tow on the ground. Critical conditions we both are found. The lie driver beside the car, Passenger many feet from. Blood is pooling around each of our bodies. My shirt is cut off me, Then two defibrillator pads are stuck to my chest ...there's a pulse.© 2016 Kasaundra |
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Added on September 25, 2016 Last Updated on September 25, 2016 Tags: car accident, trauma, death AuthorKasaundraMarshfield, MAAboutMy name is Kasaundra but I go by Kassi. I'm very passionate about English and have been writing since I can remember.I write both poetry, fiction novels, and s.. more..Writing
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