choices
I went to the party
To have a good time
Talking with friends,
Tequila shots with lime
The time passed by quickly
From having so much fun
My mother’s words played in my head,
Make sure you’re home by one.
I’m driving home drunk,
I don’t care what they say.
I’m so close to home,
Only ten blocks away.
I stumble to my car,
And slink into my seat.
I speed out of the driveway,
And head onto the street.
The road is awfully dark
My eyesight quite unclear,
Still speeding down the street,
While struggling to steer.
What am I doing?
I’ve been lucky so far.
I screech to a stop,
Hearing a bang of my car.
No longer in my car,
As I awake in a white room.
There are doctors standing over me,
A hospital I presume?
Why did I drink,
Then proceed to drive.
I am feeling lucky,
to be just alive.
Paralyzed, brain damaged,
Broken bones they say.
Over a hundred stitches,
The girl may not be ok.
My parents come in
With tears in their eyes,
I’m in so much pain,
I’m ready for goodbyes
Then I drift back to sleep,
And see a white light.
I start to walk towards it,
Without putting up a fight
Then looking down on my funeral,
Everyone so sad.
Up here I’m angry,
Sitting here I’m mad
What a future she had,
So talented they say.
But instead she drank and drove,
And gave it all away
I learned a lesson sitting there,
Twas one I would not forget.
When making a decision,
Make one you won’t regret.
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