A Funeral

A moment,

Here and gone.

The blink of an eye,

And it hits.

A car,

Head on,

In the middle of the night.

Wheels screeching,

Glass shattered,

Lives lost.

  A funeral,

On a rainy day.

Standing under,

An old oak tree,

A girl cries.

Cries for the mother she lost,

The mother that was taken from her,

On the cold winters night.

  Nightmares haunt her,

From that life altering day.

The roads,

Dangerous.

The black ice,

Never seen.

An oncoming car,

Slides into their lane.

   She saw the lights,

The ambulance was there.

But the darkness,

Took her vision.

Sliping,

Into unconciousness.

And when she awoke,

She was scared and alone,

In an unfamiliar place.

   "Your mother...

She was killed.

She died instantly."

But she doesn't believe it.

" You lucky to be alive."

She tries to get up,

Fighting the needles in her arm,

And the nursses,

Who put her under.

 She sits,

A year later,

Under the oak.

Looking at her mothers grave.

She falls to her knees,

Tears streaming down her face,

A gun craddled,

In her lap.

 She makes a decision.

Raises the gun,

Points it at her head,

And pulls the trigger.

Pain unimaginable,

Then the same darkness,

As the one that night.

The night her mother died.

The night,

That I should have died...