AsCOT: What doesnt kill u sometimes makes u wish it did.

I start to ponder,
as my holidays waste away,
i start to wonder,
with every passing day.

u see, As i was running,
i got hit by two motorbikes two days ago,
one after another.
the pain was unbearable,
And as it collided,
i watched my life flash by.
what hav i accomplished?
dont get me wrong,
it not that i want to die,
But in my current state,
sometimes existing,
makes u wanna cry.
As the bikes knocked me over,
i shut my eyes,
N readied my self for whats about to happen.
I WAS GOING TO DIE.
I shut my eyes,
And felt the impact's weapon.
I WAS GOING TO DIE.
I shut my eyes,
and wondered if i could make it to heaven,
I WAS GOING TO DIE.
I fell backwards as pain flooded my ribs,
and blood spilled from my veins,
My head collapsed on to this cold hard road,
I opened my eyes.
The bike hit me,
and i fell.
I was bleedin,
I could tell.
I was alive,
I skipped death's bell,
I was back in this body,
back in hell.

I survived.
The same way i took everything that got thrown at me by life before
I stared at the night's sky,
and wondered if i could still take anymore.

" r u alright?"
asked the bagadashi worker,
the one tat knocked me down.

"yeah."
i replied,
with a face that wore a frown.

I got up and continued runnin,
Though i was bleedin,
The guy stared at me,
But i started speedin.

U peop would not know how it feels like,
The way u look death in the face,
The way u get hit by a bike.

Isit the same as rushin into a fire?
when the situation is dire.
inorder to save yr mom u rush in head on?
I don noe. FUCK it... lets do it with don.