It’s been a long day. All I want is to sleep.

But I can’t get it out of my damn head.

I didn’t mean to. I wasn’t even speeding! I was going twenty in a forty zone!

Its not my fault the bird didn’t move! And it blended in so well with the road, not my fault I didn’t see it.

But I just can’t get it out of my head.

I tried to stop!

I just… Didn’t.

I bury my head under my pillow, trying to forget that poor blackbird, but to no avail.

Down stained with red is stuck to my clothes, to my thoughts, to my pillow.