One Was Too Many

Tears fall from my face unto my pillow,
Just as the rain spatters on the roof.
He's gone. . .
Lost to the world in which he once lived

I killed him. . .
His death is my fault
I made the wrong decision
By taking a drink

Just a small one
Nothing big
But apparently, I couldn't handle it
My best friend, he's dead

He was only five
Always carried a teddy bear wherever he went
His smile and innocence lit up my world
I loved him in a way in which I can't explain

It was my responsibility to watch him that night
My parents were out of the house
So, I took him to the party with me
I shouldn't have gone

He slept in a room
As I partied until the sun rose
One drink was too many
I struggled to get him
My drunk friends helped me place him in the car

I fell asleep at the wheel
I can faintly remember his scream
That night will continue to haunt me
I have a hard time sleeping

My brother was killed, due to my irresponsibility
He was just a child
I should have died in the accident
Not him
He had his whole life to live
I was the one who made the mistake

Why didn't I die?
He should be here, not me
What will I tell my parents when they return?
I won't

Soon, very soon
I will apologize to my little brother
Face to Face
For my stupidity

I sit and cut myself
As I whisper a few words
The last words anyone will hear from my lips
"I love you Peter.
And I'm so sorry.
I will see you soon"

**Not a real story...I just wanted to write something that would prove that you shouldn't drink and drive**