Drinking Wine Can Be a Tragedy
The road was like a flood
Just like what was in her head
I thought as I stared at the blood
And my friend was close to dead
That tragic and fateful night
When her car was in a wreck
And I had a long fight
From that shrapnel in my neck
She was the killer of her own life
This beautiful and brilliant woman
A scholar, sister, friend, mom,and wife
Taken away from her life's plan
What drove her to be no more?
It was the lovely red wine
That just an hour before
Tasty salty and divine
As we danced at the party
And laughed the night away
The drink made me not see
That she was starting to sway
So when asked if I needed a ride
I gladly accepted her offer
And as we started to slip and slide
In the winter snow that became a blur
I still didn't think that I was in danger
Luckily I wore my seat belt in her car
But I didn't realize that for her
Common sense was just too far
So as we impacted on the snowbank
I heard her and myself scream
And when I awoke my heart sank
For I was hoping it was all just a dream
What I saw before me I can never forget
As I watched my friend in the red snow
And knew forever I would regret
Being too drunk to know
Copyright © Elissa Maes | Year Posted 2013
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