About the Poem
This poem was written the day we found out that my friend, Angela, was in a car accident. She died about a week later. I went to visit her in the hospital but the doctors wouldn't let us see her because the injuries were so bad. She was only 14 years old! Her sister had to have lots done to her face, but she lived. I miss Angela so much! We were best friends.
|by Bri Biggs
|Breaking through the darkness I see no light,
I'm in a dark mysterious night.
In the corner of the room,
My tears no longer can be consumed.
I walk over to a little shining star,
What is it? It seems very far.
Closer I walked to the star,
Then I stop, it's the head lights of a car.
The car comes and goes through me,
It flips and tumbles and hits a big tree.
Soon other cars were there,
The lights from them looked like a fair.
They pull two bodies from the car,
I see one of them, it was my star.
I followed it to a small room,
And I enter it I hear a familiar tune.
There's a small little bed with a small child,
As the doctor left I waited a while.
I approached slowly and I saw,
My good friend lying there looking so dead.
I collapsed in agony and cried,
I told her don't you dare die!
But too late. She grew pale and was gone.
But she went inside of me.
And through her friends,
She said to us, I'll be with you till the end.