Run over

Run over
The cars drive fast
Stop at the red light
Jack ass
He ran it
I got run over
And that moment
That injury...
Unconscious..
I came back
Conscious
Internal bleed on my brain
Fuxking damn it
That's a fuxked up blow.
There any other way to tell me
That I've become this way
This insane crain.
I've become lost and out of touch
Tell me I'll be okay
But the hostile way of the nurses
Idk it must be me and all in my head
I've left the place my bed
Walked the road in my hospital gown
People start to tell me u should go back now
Find a year or two go by with
My head harmed by the bleed I got
When I been run over
Jack ass
Ran that light
He lies to the cops
That's not right.
He drives by the light and I hipe he stays up some nights
Cause lieing to the cops he is not right.
Fuxk my mind is a runner
I be live I live but f*ck it's a bummer
I'm not good to this adult me
Getting places on time
Seems beyond me
And how to filter out
Info to explain mainly
Seems like a memory game.is
Astronaut school
And the finish of a start
Well I'm a darn fool
It wasn't always this hard
To explain my thought process
But since I left the hospital.well
I'm grateful to live
That's hardly heard
Th r u my poetry.
Seems I'm depressed
And it got me often
Sleepy drously.distant lazy lousy
Okay enough with that one
Run me over and I'm running over
The bleed that bled
Interanly