One shoe and a pair
A drop of blood falls to the ground,
The silence engulfs as the ties come unbound,
Walking away without even a glance,
Wondering how the hell you ended up in this dance.
A crunch of glass hurts your ears,
As the sound breaks through to your fears,
Another drop of blood falls to floor,
Tears mingle, but both you ignore.
Stumbling along your vision is blurred,
Try to scream but it comes out slurred,
A limp arm comes into view,
You trip and you fall and you lose a shoe.
Sirens in the distance start to fill the air,
You’re encompassed by nothing but despair,
Forcing yourself to move you avert your eyes,
Trailing blood to the car you repeat the lies.
Spider web patterns carry on your nightmare,
As somewhere outside you hear their last gasp of air,
Your wordless scream now comes out raw,
As your push the pedal right down to the floor.
The wrong decision to look behind,
Wishing instead you could forever be blind,
Crumpled and broken alone in the road,
Thoughts of what could have been if only you’d slowed.
The earth stained by another senseless act,
Your mind slowly becoming more cracked,
As the images stay locked forever in your brain,
Of blood being washed away in the rain.
Cries of family as they fall down and weep,
Broken legs and bare feet what they see when they try to sleep.
All that’s left on the road when people stop and stare,
One shoe and a pair.
© Rowanne S Carberry 03/07/17