Who Are You and What Happened?

I look at my friends.
With no clue who they are.
As they sit around my bed.
Looking at my scar.

The last thing I remember.
Waking up hearing a scream.
It didn't feel real.
It felt like some kind of dream.

The seconds felt like minutes.
The minutes like hours.
Thinking it will be my grave.
Another lamp post with flowers.

The blood rolling down my face.
Out of the gash and in to my eyes.
My blurred vision tinted red.
Hearing the bystanders cries.

The crowd quickly picked up.
Forming a circle around where I lay.
My body lifeless and paralyzed.
As my thoughts go astray.

I think to my self, laying there in blood
It's hard to remember even a minute ago.
Drifting in and out of conciseness on the road.
I start to feel weak as my mind goes slow.

My eyelids get harder to open.
Staring at the car that hit me.
Wondering what happened.
Smashed up against that tree.

I slowly drift as it gets harder to see.
The pain seems to be going.
And the bleeding has almost stopped.
I drift off not even knowing.

I wake up being strapped to a board.
Someone is at my side saying don't sleep.
They quickly place me in and set off.
I turn to look at someone sat down as they weep

She cries out my name but who is she?
I can't remember her, does she know me?
Maybe it has something to do with that car
I look at her gently and put my hand on her knee.

She looks at me and I smile back to say hi.
I loose all my strength and drift to my dreams
And wake up months later in this bed.
The blank faces is all I see it seems.

The doctors said A car has hit me.
I lost a lot of blood and almost died.
I'm suffering from amnesia.
And for a few more months I'm stuck inside.