Drunken Love

Drunk as hell

About to pass out

Swaying from side to side

That’s what it’s all about.

 

 Exiting the party

Saying your last goodbyes

Your boyfriend calls saying

“Don’t feed me the lies.”

 

Shouting and screaming

You swear

That you’re sound asleep

In your bed, chanting prayers

 

“I’m coming to find you

When I do, you better be sober

Or else I promise you

We are over.”

 

You see doubles

As you slide into the seat of the car

Starting the engine

You promise you are.

 

On the road

Dancing from lane to lane

Drivers start wondering

If you are sane.

 

You whisper “I love you.”

Two drivers are about to clash

Veering left,

With another driver you crash.

 

Cars stop; paramedics are called

Getting placed into cars.

Before you black out,

You see stars.

 

Waking up later

To white lights

You squint your eyes

Because it’s bright

 

A nurse rushes in

To ask if you’re okay

“What happened?”

Is all you can weakly say

 

Looking down at you in pity she says,

“Sweetheart, you were in a crash”

Thinking back, all you can remember

Is a great big flash

 

“With who?”

You curiously replied

Sadly the nurse says,

“We do not know, he has not been identified.”

 

“Can I see him?”

You ask as you start to shake

“Sure,” She replies,

“Though he is dead, he won’t ever wake.”

 

Hopping on her crutches, she has broken her leg.

You start walking on the hospital floor.

One, two, three, four,

You slowly start to open the door.

 

Seeing a white sheet placed over his head,

Regret and shame fills you

You draw back the sheet

Wondering who got killed, just who

 

A loud gasp erupts from you

You realize it was your boyfriend.

Tears pour out

To what seems like no end.

 

How could I do this to him?

You caress his dead face.

He had told you he was coming to look for you

And you had been in a blind, car race.

 

Slightly dazed,

The nurse snaps you

Out of a trance

She says his last words were, “I love you too.”

 

Your hand flies to your mouth

As sobs escape into the air

Through your whole life

This guilt you will have to bear.

 

Glancing down at his lifeless body,

The feeling of loneliness has already begun.

You’ll always keep wondering this:

Was it ever worth a night of fun?