THE FINAL ACT

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Screeching tires, shattering glass,
metal, fiber glass.
The scene is set, it all goes black,
The curtain raised, the final act.
Sirens raging in the night,
Sounds of horror, gasps of fright.
Intense pain, the smell of blood,
Tearing eyes begin to flood.

They pull out bodies one by one.
What's going on? We were only having fun!!
My friends missing. What did I do???
Her belonging everywhere,
In the road there lies.....her shoe.

A man is leaning over me and looks into my eyes,
"  What were you thinking, son?
Did you really think you could drive? "
He pulls up the sheet, still looking at me,
" If you'd only called your mom or dad, you'd still be
alive. "

I start to scream, I start to yell
But no one can hear me, no one can tell.
They put me in an ambulance, they take me away.
The doctor at the hospital exclaims, " DOA!"

My fathers in shock, my mothers in tears,
She collaspes in grief, overcome by fear.
They take me to this house and place me in this box.
I keep asking what is happening,
But I can't make it stop.

Everyone is crying, my family is so sad.
I wish someone would answer me,
I'm starting to go mad.
My mother leans and kisses me goodbye,
My father pulls her away, while she is screaming,
" WHY? "

They lower the body into a dirt grave,
It feels so cold, I yell to be saved.
Then I see an angel, I begin to cry.
Can you tell me what is happening?
And she tells me that I died.

I can't be dead, I'm still so young!!!
I want to do so many things
Like sing and dance and run and play
What about graduation day?
What about a wedding? Please-I want to stay.

Why did this happen? I didn't want to die!!
The angel embraces me and with her words she sighs,
" Son, this is the consequence you paid to drink and drive.
I wish you made a better choice, if you did yoid be alive.
It doesn't matter if you beg me, or plead me, on my bended knee,
There is nothing I can do...you have to come with me. "

Looking at my family, I say my last good-byes.
" I'm sorry I disappointed you, Dad.
Mommy, pleas don't cry.
I didn't meant to hurt you, or cause you any pain.
I'm sorry all.yoire left with is a grave that bears my name.
I'm sorry all your dreams for me have all been ripped away,
The plans for my future now buried in a grave.

" It was a stupid thing to do,
I wish I could take it back.
But the curtain is being lowered now.
So ends my finale act. ".       

*DONT DRINK AND DRIVE* -YOURE JUST BEING PLAIN STUPID

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