1Nobody Taught Him
I went to a party at a friends place,
Everybody was drinking, but I chose a sprite,
They teased me but I remembered what you said,
Never to drink and drive no matter what and then I'll feel proud,
I jumped into my car and started to go home thinking everything would be fine,
I was proud like you said I would be,
But now here I am, lying on the ground in pain,
With broken glass and my own blood swimming around me,
The glass felt like razors cutting into my very soul,
A guy said that the young man who had caused my pain was drunk and that I was slowly, but surely going to die,
My eyes watered and a torrent of hot tears fell,
So much for my dream of playing basketball,
So much for living happily ever after,
I lay and think that Maybe if his daddy taught him not to drink and drive he might have felt proud instead of ashamed,
Maybe then I wouldn't be the one to atone for his crime,
And maybe then I wouldn't lay mangled and broken about to die.
Author's Note: I saw this poem in Chicken soup and I was like wow, that's so sad. So I changed it around a bit making it my own. The ideas the same so I don't know. I would hate being in her place...