Part One: Drinking and Driving

by Ashley Washer   Jan 11, 2005


My friend asks me if I want a drink,
I look at her like she’s insane,
I would never drink,
Because I know it can only cause pain.

But a few hours later she asks me again,
I just shake my head,
She looked so hurt,
So I gave in,
I took one drink,
‘God it tastes like dirt.’

After a few drinks I was totally out of it,
I knew it but I still kept drinking,
4.……7.…..13 drinks later,
All I could think of was going home and sleeping.

I started to walk to my car,
Megan ran after me,
I turned around to see what she wanted,
And she just handed me my key.

I said goodnight,
And got in my car,
I sped away,
I was going so fast,
It felt like I was flying.

But what happened next,
Was unbelievable,
They came out of no where,
You have to believe me,
It’s the truth; I swear.

They were just right there in front of me,
I didn’t have enough time to swerve,
I hit them; and they lost control of their car,
They went into a tree; right over the curve.

I wasn’t wearing my seat-belt,
My car just started to flip,
It was the worst pain I ever felt.

I could hear the sirens in the background,
When the paramedics pulled me out,
I looked over at the other car; hoping they had lived,
But when I saw their car I had my doubts.

I could hear the paramedics talking,
They said the girl in the other car didn’t make it,
God I started to feel so numb,
She was just a teenager,
She had so much to live for; she was so young.

They put me on a gurney and took me to the hospital,
When I got there the doctor asked me what my name was,
I looked at him and started to cry,
“I killed an innocent person, I don’t deserve to live,
Please just let me die.”

He looked at me,
While the others went to work,
I could see his sympathy.

I don’t know how long I was unconscious,
But I woke up to everyone I love in my hospital room,
They all turned to me; they looked so sorry,
Then I saw why; two cops stepped out of the way,
And I knew my life was doomed.

They said they had to take me in,
I understood why,
I killed that girl,
She didn’t even have a chance to say bye.

I looked at my mom and said I was sorry,
“I promise I will never do it again,
I know what I did was wrong,
And I know the trouble I’m in”

I was drinking and driving,
I killed an innocent girl,
And now on the inside; I’m the one dying.

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  • 18 years ago

    by christina

    Your poem was so deep i feel your pain
    so i gave you a five.

  • 19 years ago

    by Jessie Wooten

    i love your poem. i hate drinking. good poem.

  • 19 years ago

    by The Secret Keeper

    i would never give you the keys...of anything i would stop you from going.