Only 23 (part one)

I’m driving along,
This busy road,
Headlights are all I got,
To show me where to go,
I only had a few drinks,
I can make it home,
I’m sober enough to drive a few roads.

My vision gets a little blurry,
A headache takes my mind,
As a flash of light zooms by,
Everything moves forward in my mind,
The noises hurt my head,
The windows crack and bust,
Tires to a screeching stop,
If not for my seatbelt I would have a million cuts.

My view goes sideways as my car lies on its side,
I look forward and I see a blurry red light,
I see a car crunched more than mine,
Can’t make out how many it holds,
But it looks like three,
Lease two in the back, the rest I don’t know,
My check soaking wet,
I’m lying in a big pool of my red blood.

Sirens in the background,
The ringing in my head,
Too weak to move,
To weak to speak,
I’ll just have to sit here and listen,
And hope everyone can be saved.

The paramedic goes over to the red car,
The one I had hit,
Checks on all the people,
Who may lose their life because of me.

As backup is called,
One ambulance left with two body bags,
One left with a little girl barely still alive,
She sat between her parents,
All three were in the back seats,
The driver was then taken in a ambulance too,
He was the little girl’s older brother.

The paramedic looks at me,
Then begins to speak,
“We’re going to have to cut open the car,
We can’t reach her from here,
She’s lost so my blood,
We have to hurry things up,”
Then he looks at me,
Sighs a big sigh,
But then he told me,
“Only the driver and little girl survived,
Her parents had both died,
These are the consequences you pay,
Because you decided to drink and drive,
You’ll probably regret it for the rest of your life,
Unless if you end up dieing tonight,
We’re going to help you,
Just never do this again,”

I’m only 23,
And he’s talking about me dieing,
The saws then get started,
As my black car they disassembled,
They placed me on a long stretch,
And placed me in the red and white ambulance,
The paramedic’s dressed in red,
Because I hit a red car,
And I saw the blurry red light,
All this the same color as my pool of blood,
All because I was drunk,
But thought that I could make it home,
I made it to the hospital,
But with red flowers I was buried with,
Because of drinks I sipped,
Because my boyfriend dumped me that day,
I died at the age of only 23.