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Driving Drunk

Contributed by gabrielanlove on Thursday, 10th March 2005 @ 06:13:39 PM in AEST
Topic: Grief



****I had a Dream about DRIVING DRUNK****
We moved into a new town, I finally get to start fresh
I star to pick something out,what to wear,how to dress.
My first day of school here will start at eight,
I can already tell it's goin to be great.
I meet some cool people and this great guy,
he's fine and soon to be mine.
I go home to tell me mom the great news,
"Were moving back",she says as i stand there without a clue.
I don't understand what she's saying,
but I can tell she's not playing.
The next day the guy of my dreams asked me out,
"Yea sure, can't wait",I shout.
He asked me to a party that was being thrown that night,
I tell him sure but my parents can't find out alright?
He tells me to be ready at seven,
I tell him to pick me up at a house of a new friend.
Five minutes late he picks me up,
He tell my i look really nice dressed up.
We go inside and have a blast, we both drinking up a lot
Then I starts to cry because I've lost my train of thought
"Come on, I'll wanna go home" I say, sitting down on the seat
I then slowly take off trying to visualize the street
I look to my right and I have red stains on my shirt
Then I hear a voice, "She's bleeding , she's hurt"
I look around and see red and blue lights flashing
"Where am I?" is the question I keep asking
I look out of the glass and see headlights on us
I try to crawl out of the car but I've lost my touch
"She's alive!" I hear, and two guys place me on a stretcher
"Her blood amount is lowering, becoming less and lesser!"
I mumble and look at my guy, he's covered with a sheet
Then I see two cars messed up bad in the middle of the street
"Please, tell me, what happened" I ask in disgrace
"You...." I black out and start to shake
I wake up in a white room hearing numerous tones
"Maam" you're okay, you're in a place like home"
"What happend to everyone, and my guy? Is he okay?"
"No...They all died on sudden impact, I'm so sorry to say..."
My eyes turn white as tears start to fall down my cheek
"All because I tried to visualize the damn street!!!
Please tell my family I'm sorry, please just do this."
Things fade out and everything turns black "Please fulfill my wish...."
"I can't..."she says, then a doctor asks "Why can't you tell her mother?"
She responds "Because, in the other car it was her, her dad, and her brother..."






Copyright © gabrielanlove ... [ 2005-03-10 18:13:39]
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Re: Driving Drunk (User Rating: 1 )
by vindicated_loZer on Thursday, 10th March 2005 @ 06:37:40 PM AEST
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this would be a really really nice and inspirational poem... if only it were more original.. =/
xxLinda*


Re: Driving Drunk (User Rating: 1 )
by THUGGIN4REAL on Thursday, 10th March 2005 @ 08:13:08 PM AEST
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GOOD WRITE MA. I WAS FEELING IT




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