Drunk Driving

by Suchapoetictradgedy   Oct 18, 2005


The tears streaming down his face,
The way he looks upon her grave
He blames himself for her death.
And he won't soon forget.

People gather all around,
Today, he makes no sound.
He continues to cry,
Knowing he's the reason that she died.

He can't sleep at night.
Each day at first mornings light.
He goes to her grave.
And wishes god would have her life have saved.

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  • 18 years ago

    by ScarletHaze

    That was really good hun short but brilliant 5/5 xox

  • 18 years ago

    by ElSmurf

    That was deep yo. Straight up Im gonna give u a 5 cuz that was straight sad. Keep yo head up iight.
    *El Smurf*