Drinking and driving.

A tear ran down his face for the pain he could not erase.

Even tho it had happened last year his memory still was not clear.

All he could say is why did i drink and drive he couldn't think about that night all it did was make him cry.

He took a life of whom was supposed to be his wife.

He was stupid and wasn't thinking that you shouldn't drive while you've been drinking.

as the wind blew he could hear her voice say you could have made a better choice.

Maybe he was to laze to care but now she isn't there.

As he set by her casket he couldn't look at her it her face was all bruised and badderd.

all he could remember as the windshield shattered and all her blood scattered she was screaming.

Then like that her neck had snapped and as he held her close she lay dyeing.

so if you must know try to think what could happen if you drink and drink and drive.

Dint just think of your pride because u might kill your bride,