hiding under my blanket

Wrapped Tightly
In a blanket,
I was hoping I’d feel safe
To make up for what I’ve caused
Just days ago.

I’ve tricked myself into thinking
Its okay
Cause no one got hurt right?
Wrong.
Dead wrong.
It causes shivers doesn’t it? No, you don’t know yet.
It didn’t end in death, this time.
But the sound of the collision
Could have just as well killed me.
As I carelessly pulled in front of a father, son, husband, brother, uncle... I’ll stop there.

It was my fault...
And I often catch myself staring off into space, thinking about it...
Not knowing when I started daydreaming.
The whole accident is emotionally distracting me in a cruel way.
And it will never leave.
Never subside.
It lingers strong.

Being strong is one of my weaknesses...
But who could’ve been strong, if in that situation,i
You saw that man pull an empty car seat out of his car.
And knowing there could have damn well been a fucking infant in his car.

So here I’ll stay
Hiding under my blanket
Cause what harm can I cause here?