Poems I Almost Burned (Along with My Sanity)

Victim Of A Hit And Run

Chasing your dreams through tv screens

Backalleys, and sidewalks, and more

It's hard to believe that it could end here

There's so much you've yet to explore

"Fifteen?" I say, "Fifteen is too young,"

That god damn stranger did a hit and run

He's not fessing up

You're not waking up

Your life just can't end like this

Lamentably, deplorably, regrettably, unluckily

This looks like it is the end

Tragically, unmagically, nostalgically, woefully

It's so hard to comprehend

What were the chances that it would be you?

What went  wrong or what did you do?

You weren't perfect; is anyone?

You had dreams, like everyone

Out of many, you were just one

A victim of a hit and run