One Drink

May 23, 2009
I knew it was wrong,
But everyone else was doing it.
They told me nothing bad would happen.
If I drank a beer or two.
So I pressed my lips to the can.
I drank all of it.
I hadn't planned on drinking another beer,
but one beer turned into two, than three beers.
I should've called my mom to come get me,
But I didn't.
Instead I got behind the wheel.
I must have blacked out.
Since I don't remeber running that red light,
But they told me I did.
So it must have happened,
But when they said my car had hit a bus full of kids back from a field trip.
I couldn't believe it.
Even though I'm behind bars for manslaughter.
I still couldn't believe I'd killed three kids.
Or that I injured several more.
And it could have been prevented.
If I had only decided....
Not to drink and drive.

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Catharsis This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jun. 8, 2009 at 9:42 pm
great poem. i think it can relate to many people.
amyxu said...
Jun. 5, 2009 at 11:47 pm
Interesting. It could use a few more poetic devices, but I like the way you phrased everything and how the poem has a bittersweet rhythm to it. Nice work!
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