Dying (Pt 2)

*Read Pt. 1 first, please*

I see the cars around me
And I'm so glad I'm sober
I smile to myself
My life is not going to be over

Suddenly a car swerves into my lane
Heading the wrong direction
There is no time to react
It slams me into the middle section

I roll into oncoming traffic
The metal grinds again and again
I slam against my seatbelt and windshield
As my roof begins to cave in

Finally I'm done being hit
I try to move but I can't
I'm still alive, still conscious
I don't know how, but I am

I taste blood in my mouth
I feel the white-hot metal cut me
I see my life flash before my eyes
As I struggle to live, to breathe

Finally the police arrive
And free me from my prison
They examine my wounds and wreckage
One says, "She'll die, that's a given"

I can't believe this is happening
I made all my choices right
And now because someone drank and drove
I have to give up MY life?

I see my killer staggering from afar
He'll be the last thing I ever see
"I didn't drink and drive tonight, Mom,
You'd be so proud of me

But someone else chose to
And hit me going 105
Please, my friend, spread my message
Don't drink and drive."

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