Crawling out of the accident

Trying to make my way

I need some help

Some assistance

Without it, I think I’ll die

 

There is nothing around me

My car rolled down the hill

Tossed a few times

Into the river’s edge

I’m lucky to be alive

Crawling

 

Pines

And fish spawning in the river

Rocks beneath me

Pebbles in my shoes

And leaves falling from the trees

 

A recent rain had passed

I’m crawling

I need help

Darkness is caving in

Coming in quickly

Soon will be night

And I’ll be out of day

 

I’m searching

For help

For some kind of lend

A hand

Some hope

I’m crawling to find my hero

Someone to rescue

Someone to heal

 

I’m crawling out of the accident

Up the steep hill

Away from this cold river

Away from the fish

And the rocks

Pebbles in my shoes

 

I’m cut

I’m bruised

I’m constricted

I’m tight

I’m light-headed

I’m dreaming

I’m parched

My tongue and lips are so dry

Chapped

I’m crawling

I’m crawling out of the accident

I see a light on in the distance

 

 

© 2011 David Greg Harth

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