Treasure Island

Jay Aguiniga

(Scottsbluff Nebraska)

Asking the stars why


Looking back....
On how far I have came
I see the faded highway
Flashing back
Flying amongst the stars
But feeling
The feeling of falling

Looking back....
Wishin I could turn back time
If I could change one thing,
One more second to react
I could have missed...
Erase that fatal memory.

He never knew...
This would be his last ride.
The car out of control
Feelin' haunted, twisted metal
His world changed,
I try to rewind,
asking God why
Even though I know the answer
I'm asking God to try

Looking back..
in my rearview mirror.
I see the faded highway.
I never knew that boy,
But there isn't a day
I don't think of that boy.

Wishin it Hadn' ended that way,
But some things are meant
It's the way
it's supposed to be..
No one knows why
No answers even though we try.
My soul scarred
My tears falling, searching
For answers in the stars.

Submitted: Saturday, January 29, 2011

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