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One night I decided to drink and drive.
I hit their car and knocked it off the road.
Because of me a little girl will not have the chance to grow.

They might have survived if they would've had their seat belts on.
Now I'm in prison and I hate myself because they're gone.
I lie awake on these sleepness nights and pray that I die.
When I think of it, I put my head in my hands and cry.

I can keep saying I'm sorry for a million years.
But that won't take away their loved ones pain and tears.
Because of me they're both dead.
If you're considering driving drunk, take a taxi instead. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 466 [topic] => 13 [informant] => randyjohnson [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
DRIVING DRUNK

Contributed by randyjohnson on Monday, 5th September 2005 @ 09:09:08 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



Because of my stupidity a mother and daughter are no longer alive.
One night I decided to drink and drive.
I hit their car and knocked it off the road.
Because of me a little girl will not have the chance to grow.

They might have survived if they would've had their seat belts on.
Now I'm in prison and I hate myself because they're gone.
I lie awake on these sleepness nights and pray that I die.
When I think of it, I put my head in my hands and cry.

I can keep saying I'm sorry for a million years.
But that won't take away their loved ones pain and tears.
Because of me they're both dead.
If you're considering driving drunk, take a taxi instead.




Copyright © randyjohnson ... [ 2005-09-05 09:09:08]
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Re: DRIVING DRUNK (User Rating: 1 )
by Caged Soul on Monday, 5th September 2005 @ 09:53:39 AM AEST
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This is a very relavant poem, especially in a South African context. Each year, thousands of people die on our countries roads, especially over the festive season. I lost several family members in car accidents & just two weeks ago 3 children died in a bus accidenton the slopes of Table Mountain. Although this was not alcohol related, scenes like these are becoming almost normal. I just hope people come to their senses real soon.


Re: DRIVING DRUNK (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 5th September 2005 @ 01:26:48 PM AEST
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Wow a very real poem, I could feel the pain and the tears. My dad learned his lesson in drunk driving once, he rammed the back of a car, I an my brother were with him, we were all okay, but he learned his lessons when he went to jail for one day. SLipSiX. I have made up some techniques that people could use for drunk driving, I say they put Don't drink and drive, then show how badly the car got screwed up because that really affects a person, I believe it would teach some lessons anyway. A very good poem. SLipSiX.


Re: DRIVING DRUNK (User Rating: 1 )
by inoc on Wednesday, 7th September 2005 @ 07:48:42 AM AEST
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Nice write...hope more people hear this and follow your advice....
So many people are effected once someone dies this way...I noticed a new add today, on tv, if your drunk you don't need car keys....how true...if only everyone obeyed that one...
coni




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