Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by stillsearching..., Feb 5, 2006.

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  1. Driving through the snow
    The truck was coming
    I had to get over
    But I turned it too fast
    And before I knew it
    I had spun out
    Into the ditch
    What had happened?
    Why was I okay?
    Why didn't I perish?
    Would it have been that bad?
    Maybe then someone would notice.
    Notice me.
    Notice my existence.
    Why couldn't I have died?
    Why couldn't things have been different?
  2. BrokenPieces

    BrokenPieces Well-Known Member

    I love this poem, becauase it asks alot of good questions...

    Its stuff that I ask myself sometimes.

    It was good, keep it up! :D
  3. Petal

    Petal SF dreamer Staff Member Safety & Support SF Supporter

    I love it :heart: :)
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