Accident

It’s been six months
Twelve days
Five hours
And thirty-six minutes
Since you walked out the door

I pray every night
Your car will pull in the driveway
Or you will call mom saying you're going to be late
The last call that mattered
Was the nice lady
“Hello, yes there’s been an accident”

I couldn’t breath
I just sat there
No tears, no screams
Silence

Six cars
Two injured
One dead

I hate the insurance settlement
The money from the lawsuit
And the empty fridge
Your medications are still in the cabinet
And mom still wears your clothes
Your shoes are at the front door
And your coat hanging in place

Mom blames her self
And Vodka bottles are covering your side of the bed  
She doesn’t work
Or leave for that matter
Kyle dropped out
He works a part time job
And he smokes pot
Whitney is in 6th grade
Her wrists are all cut up
And she draws really pretty pictures
I’ve started doing drugs
And finding love in the wrong men

That drunk driver is in prison
His family gives us money weekly
Yet I haven’t eaten in days
I miss you.

Now It’s been six months
Twelve days
Five hours
And forty minutes
Since you walked out the door