I am the one to dye, mom.

by liz   Dec 3, 2005


I did not drink,
I did not do it while I drived.
I listened to what you said, mom.
But I'm the one who will die.

He did not know better.
He still caused my death, mom.
Why am I the one to blame,
If he was the one that was drunk and drived away.

I am loosing my breath, mom.
I can't barley say anymore.
I'm lying on the ground dying, mom.
Thanks to that boy.

I wonder if dad will miss me, mom.
Or will brother cry.
I wonder how things are going to be, mom, when I am not around.

He is staring at me dying, mom
and he is the one to blame.
He was blind with that bottle of beer he drank but I am the one loosing breath.

The police is just standing there, mom.
I have listened to every word he said.
I will not make it in time, mom
better to dye than suffer through death.

My eyes are closing now, mom.
I have no more to bleed.
This is my goodbye now, mom.
Wish me a good rest in peace death.

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