I Died

just felt like writing

There was a car accident, and I died

There was a car accident, and I died
I didn’t suffer any pain
Or feel the rigid smooth shard of glass pierce my skull
It was long and went in clean,
I had to pull it out when I was there,
Nothing hurt.

I died young and it was the best thing for me
I didn’t have time to screw up
Instantly I went to paradise
The Utopia of a dead boy’s existence
Everyone was there, all my friends all my family
But I was only looking for one person

When I found God I asked him if he would talk to me
He agreed and sat down
Finally I asked him why bad things happen to good people
He looked deep into the pit of my dark hazel eyes
Penetrating my soul I’ll never forget what he told me
“People are selfish”