That Warm Night by Sarah Woo

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was invited to a party,
a few roads across town.
I though I’d meet my friends there,
But they were not around

So I hopped into my beat-up car,
ready for adventure.
My mom came racing to my door,
I was ready for my lecture.

Instead she told me softly,
to be careful that warm night.
I promised her that I’d drive safe,
that everything would be all right.

I arrived at the location,
and accepted a small drink.
I didn’t really want it,
but I didn’t stop to think.

Soon I was gulping cocktails,
feeling lighter with each sip.
And I felt so free, invincible,
as I swallowed the last drip.

The room was spinning freely,
as I danced across the floor.
And I wondered why I hadn’t ever
drank this much before.

Then, despite my happiness and fun,
my head began to ache.
I found my car keys in my purse,
‘cause my brain was going to break.

I stumbled across the gardens,
unlocked my beat up car.
Started up the engine,
headed across town once more.

But something tragic happened,
I didn’t see the light.
I didn’t see the people, either,
crossing that warm night.

As I slid across the pavement,
I knew my time had come.
My head just kept on spinning,
all this for just some fun.

The next moments were quite hazy,
as I lay mangled in the car.
Pain shooting through my body,
never thought it’d go this far.

Heard sirens in the background,
rushing to my aid.
But as I closed my tired eyes,
I knew it was too late.

As I saw the world below me,
my heart just filled with dread.
I saw the people that I hit,
and knew that they were dead.

I cried so hard on that warm night,
as I floated through the sky.
Knowing that it was my fault,
and I never said good-bye.

Now I’m floating up to heaven,
where I really don’t belong.
Brought so much pain to others,
did something really wrong.

I killed six happy people,
four kids, a man and wife.
And I’m lying in a coffin,
because I lost my precious life.

I see my mother’s upset face,
her eyes so filled with tears.
“This wasn’t supposed to happen,
this is exactly what I feared.”

I was just a normal teen,
who had too much to drink.
I had a boyfriend, did well in school,
but that night I didn’t think.

So the next time you’re invited
to a party with your friends,
Please remember this could be
the night when it could end.

I learned all this the hard way,
and made a terrible mistake.
So please don’t do what I did,
and drink as much as you can take.

I had so much before me,
a great future straight ahead.
I wanted to be an actress,
but I can’t because I’m dead.

It happened all so quickly,
didn’t even get to fight.
Didn’t know how fast my life could end,
I’ll always remember that warm night.

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