Smart Driving

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Four wheels and a radio I am eighteen and no one can touch me, so Gripped tight and weaving, Always leaving and entering the free spaces Tap my brakes here and there just in case.  
Something doesn´t feel right. I look to the passenger seat.  Lonely. Very lonely in here, all by myself. Ever I have done this? Really, should I do this alone?  
Three friends. On a thursday. Getting lunch.  Another car.  We know them! Join us for lunch. Burritos... Leave at same time. Rev engine.  Race?  Yes.  Cars go fast. 
As I look around  at all of my fingers and toes  I begin to see  Me.    Truly thriving in life  Watching  Observing Listening  Hoping to begin my future 
Your mom texts your phone “11:11 make a wish” She’s done this every day Since you could remember. You’re eating lunch at school You shut your eyes And your mind wanders.
I woke up, surrounded by light, dazed and confused. Where could I be I asked myself, Out of the light a voice rings out: “Welcome, you have been taken too soon”  
If you do a ton thunder will break out Under your wheels, squeal Baby squeal, I step on you, I brake Watch the smithereens Spread diamond dust time-lapsed.
Driving can be fun, But not if you are done. Driving and booze do not mix As impairing brains does not fix. You think you do not matter? It pays to not create pancake batter.
The night howls An eerie sound. Wind and rain Keep beating down.   I can’t help but ponder Just how much longer?
Is it worth it? To not be fully awake.
Is it worth it? To not be fully awake.
Eme
There is no way to describe The feelings you have when someone dies You lose a vibe And all of you want to do is cry. Now, I have a story to share with you With how people reacted to this person that passed
I went there again You know... The dark place Where I swore I wouldn't go anymore I did the thing I said I wouldn't do again But I did I'm sorry
i looked at my phone for a second i heard the ping and wanted to see who it was  it was just for a second i swear i had no idea this would happen  i just didn't see her   
Five feet from the stop sign, scraped and shivering From the streaks of air that buffeted All the world but you.   You squatted on that plastic stool.
Loving you was like;  running all the red lights Loving you was like being Rear-ended; going airborne through the windshield because a seatbelt didn’t feel mandatory  
On this day, I lost a friend. There was a terrible car accident, she was pushed off the road, she died at the scene. All in an instant. She was 22, she was in college with me, she worked as a checker for the local grocer.
They say that things go in threes. Such as bad luck and the three primary colors but, Don't they forget about the rest.   They say things go in threes.
Never did I think I would be involved in a car accident The car was one of places I felt my safest in   Until one day, while driving  And looking down at my phone BOOM! In a blink of an eye
Never did I think I would be involved in a car accident The car was one of places I felt my safest in   Until one day, while driving  And looking down at my phone BOOM! In a blink of an eye
Look twice, save a life they said, I thought once, considering the instruction; It is known that a great number of lives are lost every day,
Dear Mr.Driver I don't understand How you can mistake green from red I know this road like the back of my hand The pain and suffering to me you had lead  
Dear Ryan,   You didn’t know me way back when… I struggled to read with my kin, Mom studied by day and worked by night. Dad held three jobs, struggling with all his might.  
Dear Driver, When you go into you car what did you do? Did you put on your seatbelt? or did you turn on your radio? I sometimes wonder why You didn't turn off your phone. I did everything I was told
My eyes count the striped white lines In the middle of the street. I speed and the lines zoom by faster. Making my eyes shake Back And Forth. Unable to count anymore, They become a solid line.
Im not myself Outer body experieces contine to plague me Feeling like I'm on the outside  Looking into my OWN life This isnt me I use to be free Coming and going as I please
There's a party, Everybody is lit, Drinking and Smoking, Posting pics with their new outfits.   Party in a mansion, Tables turning with red cups,  My team need a coupple hook-ups,
Red for the color of her first car that she was so ecstatic about, For the stop sign she saw the other driver disregard,
My dad's an alcoholic, so naturally, I've always been afraid of him drinking and driving. Sources say that ever 53 minutes,  someone die from a drunk driving accident. My dad could easily have been one.
Did you need to cross the street Staring at google sheets The walk sign may let you walk, but it doesn’t stop cars from moving Just one unfocused step could leave you unmoving
They smile as they remember how they met. She laughs until her eyes are wet. He can't help but look at her face, A moment he would never erase. He's staring at her and he starts to laugh too.
The bright, warm sun shines on my face as I roll down my friends tinted window on my side. The people in the back, including the driver, roll down their window as well.
It’s one a.m. The party is slowly fading down, You can feel the alcohol coursing through your veins, You’ve drank almost too much to walk,
Four friends caught in a car crash Two were gone in a flash Family and friends so torn All we could do is mourn Life is as fragile as an eyelash
He knows he’s found the one: That very special girl. Her love he’s finally won, A treasured pearl.   She’s been searching for so long
Heading to your destination  in the car i call it the modern horse we drive with our phones  they rode with a whip we drive with a heater and a very loud speaker They had nothing deeper
Laughing, talking Friends, exploring. Next thing you know You're facing a head on Disastrous situation That not only can you not control But you have mere seconds to react Some people remember
Becoming Me, Becoming Free, The road is a passageway of being independent and being me. The freedom of life is what gets me inside,  The street lights attack my eyes, 
Every morning was the same routine but this year I was certain it  would be different. Waking up to go to school is not the same as it was last year.
Every morning was the same routine but this year I was certain it  would be different. Waking up to go to school is not the same as it was last year.
Was It Worth It   She said goodbye As she walked out the door And her mom was scared For her daughter had her cellphone with her And it was a brand new car  
Life isn't always fair More questions than answers to share Life isn't always fair Much harder with you no longer there. Had time in my head Too much time laying in my bed Had time in my head
70 mile per hour impactYou're bleeding and broken and crackedThe person you hit becomes part of the factsAll because you got side trackedWait 'til you're stopped to answer the phoneDon't eat until you're at home
Why didnt you pay attention Why didnt you just stop Why didt you just look up?   Was your phone so important  Look where you are now Instead of with me you are up in the clouds  
Why kitty? Why were you sent to me?
If you settle now they’ll save a bow. You’re going down. Let me tell you how. Speeding equals Spending. Only one of them has an N-Ding. If you're going fast you just might crash. Like a potato you might get mashed.
Start the car. You're running late to work. Driving 5 miles over the speed limit can't hurt, right? Speed. You said 10 miles over was okay, remember?
I wasn’t going to go out That Friday night. I know I usually do, But I was tired, And I didn’t feel well.  
The intern reminds me to sanitize,so I stick my hand under the machine, and foamdrips out. Fingers meet palms, then part.The ethanol slaughters strains of bacteria,which will reclaim my hands in a few minutes more.
You see that girl You see that mother down on her knees Crying for help as she lays with that girl with her eye closed But...you stand there..
He raced his friends to his grave. And he beat them to it. The negative effects of his actions, he did learn- But it was slightly too late. Now as his soul wonders in purgatory.
Buckle up we are going on a road trip, Hold up let me text my mother real quick. Okay let me pull out of the driveway, I wonder what’s happening on Instagram today. Both directions is the only safe way to look,
JK. u know i didn't mean it... / i told u he'll never say what--   Sarah did what at the party? / ... / but why did Nate
Two that love, driving and texting each other     to the hope that they will be together.     they have a special place, an intersection where there's all set,    
An egg on a leaf inside sits potential. Out comes a small wormlike creature; one day it will be big and beautiful. There is work ahead of this little worm. It must fight to get where
I’m out of this world Snap back to reality Wars and brutality But we still suit up formality Lethal legality My vitalitie's totality
Young Master has not been home in a while Master was crying I could hear her from the big room I missed Young Master She had always played with me
Struggling out of the Cocoon; self made protection. Still damp with tears, Gliding in the wrong direction. The harsh winds of winter, The burden of this heat. A short lifespan indeed,
I wish I could live in the moments with you, The tears fall like the storm blowing that night. God please help me this can’t be true. Your beautiful eyes were my source of light.
As the speed on the dashboard says 40, he keeps speeding more as he notices the sound of his phone to distract him from his concentration. He grabs his phone then reads the text "Hey are you free?" from his best friend.
Driving is all fun and Games   until all the fun and games come to an end because of a stupid decision made by you and a friend  
The noodles are hot butter, tomato, tomato Sicily sends its regards Paremsaen 
Fear   Is giving her the keys to her first car watching her disappear down the road. Fear is seeing the same model car crushed
The man walked across the street and picked up a can out of a recycling bin. He placed the can in a plastic bag in his shopping cart. It was dark out. He had a long white beard.  
Please say something I’m giving up on you The silence is almost too much to bare Utter my name so I know you still care
I was in the ocean in the middle of nowhere and I could hear the ocean cry as if it had lost some part of it while the wind howls just like wolves howl when they lose a part of there pack
Hours on the road Radio blaring Eyes wandering the pavement Like dark blue nomads With each slurred eigth note There's a sway in your neck A stoplight is a green light To text me back
My life is upside down from reality to fantasy Nothing in life has  gone right since my accident drowing in water while my body s competey upside down
Everyone finds different hobbies and task therapeutic.
I solemnly swear as I raise my right hand, To salute this nation's flag With your name on my wristband Civilians don't really understand
Stars come into existence. They shine, sparkle,
Your'e flying down the road feeling amazing, feeling alive   You got a buzz going, and run a few stop signs   But that's ok! No one was hurt, and you're still feeling great  
I invented a car with four square wheels! It's got one rubber ball engine And eight hands that maneuver it across the lands. The ball that is I stay still. Nobody said I like to travel.
Phones everywhere Babies, kids, teens, adults, elderly Everywhere I look there's a phone Students, teachers, drivers, policemen, firemen School, funerals, weddings, births, accidents, parties, fights
I don't quite remember the whole visit;  was it even all real?  I was too high on narcotics, too tired from lack of sleep, and in too much pain to care.
.I'm determined 
They kept the pumpkins
Ring, Ring the alarm clock rang, Isa rolled out of bed with a groan and a bang, Looking at the time realizing how late it had become, The morning routine was cut and out the door she had run.  
As I look around, I wonder what's going on.
BING. You hear the phone on the dash- You knew that you were driving, "But I'll be done in a flash!" A ping and a pop- you send a text to Mr. Dop. BUT LITTLE DID YOU KNOW
D; D stands for the desire in his eyes to be fishing U; U stands for the underlying devotion he has for XBOX
Breathing.Waking up late because IStayed up late.I wasDrinking.He wasAngry.Now I’mTexting.No answer.Texting.No answer.Texting.
Blame it on the other car, they should have seen me it’s called being a careful driver. Blame it on the sender they should have known I’m with them right now,
He takes his first sip of the bombai dry gin
I don't know how it happened How you dissapeared One minute here The next Gone You hit the person in front of you We all assumed you didn't do it We made up stories
The news rang in my ears I didn't know how to accept it "She's brain dead" I hear it over and over A constant reminder I can still see your face Hear your voice Promising me I'll be okay
I am so sick of people driving buzzed or drunk because they "think" they can
I am a teenager I am a woman I am an ecstatic teenager at an amazing party
“Where you at?” sails through the air Approaching 4G speed A varied vibe and patterned pulse Illuminates the screen    The familiar buzz that grabs the brain
75
Seventy-five miles per hour. You'd think it'd be enough. But no, you're feeling tough, Invincible. One car length for every ten. I thought we all learned it when We were sixteen years old
Stopped in front of the old dirt road.  I usually do what I'm told. And that night the warmth felt so damn cold. I was feeling young but too old, anticipating the trouble I'd watch unfold.
India is famous for its food and spices,but from some years it is facing some big crisis.
The pain ran down my back
Tick loves to tick me off! Tick is a small unidentified creature. A smirky grin is his best feature. Tick is my car's worst enemy. He knows how to get the best of me. At night while I sleep,
Suppose what n why I see Suppose what n why I see inside me what is it and why it picked me the probem is its wicked to me at this point suppose what n why  I
Texting and driving really makes me tick. People don't know how their eresponsibility makes me freaking sick. They put young souls on the line thinking its fine, saying crap like nobodies life is at risk not even mine.
2AM
Tap, tap, my foot hovers the gas. One way road, Too illegal to pass. Take off your cruise control mode.   It's forty five, You swerve to the right,
In over a month I will no longer be here,
Why are we so in love with a culture we hate? We push and pull and try to seperate from the gadgets that we can't let go of. We sit with friends, real-life people, but we tap and scroll and like the posts we see on social
For just a split second your heart had stopped. You heard the obscene collision prime; then came the image, as your mouth dropped with shock, you craved a bit more time. 
Your face was one of many that I took for granted; Months went by before I remembered your name. But it seems now the girl nobody knew  has been forever and always christened with fame. What a shame.
  An average Monday after school I just want to get home; this rain is killing my mood. The bleak sky opens up like tears
When I'm sitting here behind the wheel, people are speeding foot and heel "Slow down" I must say "Others are in the way" Their victims, how sorry I feel
Dear John, I wish I got to talk to you before you hopped in the car that night Just to catch up, hear about your sights We always knew that you had the vision A nineteen year old soldier, on a high speed mission
Raven, slow down! where you are going is not worth your life their life no ones life. slow down! you'll get there in time better in peace than in p i e c e s.
I sat in the passenger seat   and listened to the drivers heart beat
Headlights blaze, 80 miles an hour Down an icy road
There's a moment in everyone's life where a person who they thought would always be there disappears. It might be because of death, divorce, money or pride,  but for some people it's just the roll of the tide.
Stuck here, In this chair. Hey man at least its got wheels.   I never get to leave this thing. It sucks, Day after day I sit here, To be honest; Its not even that comfortable.  
                        A Change I Want To See 
Years of crushing loss and death. She lost a son, he lost a brother. When will you stop, take a deep breath? Stop to think, before she loses another.
It’s not a big deal, right? After working late into the night She gave into that morning thought
You walk into the store, nervously glancing at the clerk. You see your friends
His smile pierced through troubles Walking away with joy and virtue “I come back, Naum!” he said Words he could only pursue   He laughed because it was funny
And some were expected to show, But their love was unsure. We crossed over the river, And there was no tension; It was a day in the life. The absence was a dividing wall,
It was wrapped around a pole And the car no longer whole
Lord, make me a chair  Where I can support people Yet still stand on my own Use me in all different ways But in the end, still be the same   People will mistreat me Take advantage of my ability
Where R U? Cant U answer my text? See U at 9? Party is gonna be wild; hope U make it in time.   -B There Soon-   Where R U? Are U lost? Need the address?
Not a drink in hand or drug in sight Behind the wheel Hold on tight Speed was his drug Racing for fun No thoughts of danger Just a game to be won He was just eighteen
  Delicate is that fancy cell phone held, that sharp bottle sits, that youthful face drives. 
Four high schoolers, four athletes, four different ambitions.
The Improbable Day Sets memories again
Seeing the speeding truck. Hearing screeching tires. Feeling the cars collide. Fear gripped me as my eyes closed. Opening my eyes brought on, the smell of burnt rubber.  The slight taste of blood.
That day was just another day of rain. There is no other time where I have felt more pain. With overwhelming fear, and doubt on my mind. I fought every day to stay alive. What reasons did I ever have to stay here?
I see you there in the back row Laughing like a pro But tell me is it still funny When it’s you on the road? When you’re the one that’s suffering The harsh and painful blow. Tell me is it funny
  As I drove along that treacherous bridge The cringe worthy icicles pattered on my windshield Oozing from the frozen foliage that crowded the overpass. My car trudged slowly but confidently,
Sitting on pins and needles in the passenger seat
In the midst of dayThere I sit in my roomAnd stare awayMy water is tainted and condensendingAnd my mind slowly blows smoke ringsI watch the stoney trees
Did you hear? He was just texting her He took his eyes off Just for a second A second couldn’t matter It’s just a moment Did you hear? She was so wasted She tried to go home
I'll only write once at 8 am, I'll write once again at 9. The true test comes at 10 am because I've had all I can to eat, Including the wine.   The words are harder to understand,
He kneeled before her in the dark night.
It happens so fast, you hardly can explain, the lights begin to flash and then comes to pain
I had a friend, whose name was Sam Sam was always smiling He went driving one day, and then BAM! The car was flying, flipping, and rolling Sam had received a text on his phone
His smile was contagious  His arms were so spacious With his height and his might,  This boy had me gone I didn't believe he would hurt me  He could do no wrong He was my dude, my man, my baby,
I blink as the warmth enters my eyes
She didn’t even see it coming, The car attempted to slam on its brake, Unfortunately it was too late to start running, Her life, the car was determined to take.
I vaguely remember my father. I was three years old when he died, so his presence in my memory is distant. I view photographs of the short time we had together and the love he showed towards me.
We're going steady, Enjoying life, Working hard, having fun. Wishing now I had a chance to say goodbye. If it was not for that fool, What was he thinking, Texting, Driving,
Panic. Despair. I'm running out of air, The ground is coming up, I have no way to stop, Wait! I don't want to die, I wanna live.
You sit, alone and afraid, staring down at the white floor, the killer still in your hand. You sit, head throbbing from when you were hit. Your face cut by glass from the window that showered down like hot sand.
Arial   We were in a fightDied in a car accident She was my best friend 
Opening my bleared eyes Not clear of what happened I feel sharp pains clawing at me Everywhere
I feel something warm and wet sliding down my face I want to sit up, but I seem to be stuck in place I've never imagined such a blinding pain The cool ground beneath me is keeping me somewhat sane
She looked down for a second, She swore this wouldn't no longer happen. Then she swerved, and that's when God beckoned. And now the coroner is asking questions.   The screen is lit up, laying on the asphalt;
The icy wind peels back your outer core Unprotected; as you were from the moment The contractions won and you tasted Bitter, bloody air. You close the door. Turn, and face the face of pity. Snarl at it.
she sings the lullaby that used to make him sleepy as a baby "i heard the truck turned too sharply and he was passing too close, it tipped over his car and..."
She's just a girlfull of dreams and hopesimagination as big as texasdaddys little princess
Completely indescribable, the feeling of love. Scarily unreliable and fickle, yet fun. Falling right in, like a push, like a shove. Then she roars away, shooting off, a bullet from a gun.
Aching, screaming  Shortness of breath, Begging, pleading Wanting to cheat death Bargains, promises It will happen no more, If only time froze And would rewind to before.
I, too, once looked like you. Danced without fear To entertain was my goal. Distracted by a distant thought, Describing my favorite movie to a friend, Drove as if the road had no end.  
I walked in that morning Not knowing what to expect  the classrooms were  quiet accept for the crying with no regret  I figured that class would be boring then the tears came pouring
I can't believe you're really gone.                                                                                                                                                                                                                    
Stop! Wait! Think before you check your phone Think before you reply to that text Think, think about what youre risking: Your life. Think, is this text worth putting my life in danger? NO!!the answer is no
Trust. Defined as the assured reliance on the character, ability, or truth of someone or something.   Trust is Knowing that what you believe in, what you put your hope in will not abandon you  
There is a hole in the ground that seems to call my name, It sinks six feet and is roughly three feet wide, And it calls my name. I ask who's there and try to keep a distance,
people make mistakes it is in our nature to do-
people make mistakes it is in our nature to do-
(poems go herepeople make mistakes
"Hey mom how are you I'm calling to say I am on the road and that I love you.""I love you too be safe out there wouldn't want our precious daughter to be injured and right before the big game too!"
I see your tears everyday and just want to hold you tight,I hear you when you cry in your pillow every single night,I watch you go to work and whisper I love you in your ear,
Icy roads. Car swerves. Screams. Silence.
Death is but once, a journey of lavishness On Earth it leaves a linger of sadness, but in the realm of paradise nothing but gladness. It starts as a dream seeming as reality, driving the care-free into insanity.
Driving the car got a text from a friends asking "where you at" I look down at my phone the next the thing I knew I hit a boy crossing the street OH NO HE'S Dead Now spending 50 years in jail
One drink, That's all it took for her best friend to feel good. Two drinks, That's all it took for herself to feel good. Three drinks, Four drinks, Five. Her best friend got behind the wheel,
The car, speed, freedom, and a friend Plus trees, music, darkness, and a bend Equaled me, no feeling, but for him, the end.
Cursing lights flood the dark, Stains of grey upon the road Twisting, Wrenching Streams Slip Slowly, slickly, down the damp hills hidden behind the curve of my left shoulder ----suntanned, scarred----
I can’t roll out of bed the way I used to It’s not that I’m depressed or anything, I haven’t been 14 since 2006 My rib may be broken Me and my car share fracture wounds We are both broken at the front right
I had this vision That you had died The most horrible of deaths You lay there cut into two And your entire being covered in red
Please Don't Drink and Drive as I tell my friend why She says she's really ok to drive, As I tell her I want us to stay alive I don't want us or anyone else to die, or have our families in pain as they'd cry
As the evening sky keeps shinning bright, I'm going out with friends tonight I'll ask my Best Friend to PLZ...GIVE the KEYS! (To Me) so, we'll have plenty more days to see
RING! RING! Click! A text came through It reads "WHR R U?" Not parked, moving motion CRASH! SLAM! SCREECH! What's the commotion? Three spins and a twist your wrapped around a pole
Two hands on the wheel- sweaty palms You're trying your best to just stay calm Mirrors have to be adjusted You have to prove you can be trusted Look left and right Don't let anything out of your sight
Why? Why did this happen? Why did this happen to me? I kept my seat belt on, mom and dad. I never drank beer at the party, mom and dad I never drove home drunk, mom and dad.
It won't happen to me, I said. That's a sad story, but it won't happen to me. I'm invincible. A teenager. My "whole life ahead of me". It won't happen to me. I'll do everything right. I promised. I won't drink and drive. I agreed.
All I see is a blur No shapes, figures, or inanimate objects I watch things go by me slowly Specks of light shimmering Blasting horns sounding like people cheering
Voice #1 I'm a sober driver My vision is clear I'm driving in the correct lane. I see that the light is red. So the car is brought to a halt. My distance is equal from other cars
I saw the moon rise from the edge of a cave And for a moment considered, “Well, what if I stayed?” But fireside longing is not a game played with the World at your feet and a Heart that is brave.
We laid all night under the dark, night sky. “Together forever”, we used to say. Held hands and counted the stars. God is good, “Thank you”, I prayed.
There once was a boy named Rex He liked to drive and to text, He was almost home He got on the phone, He died from a broken neck.
What’s going on mommy? Why am I on the ground? Why aren’t you moving mommy? Why are there people all around? We were at your friend’s house at a party on Christmas Eve. But I was tired and cranky so we had to leave.
The windows were open, The message was sent. And there was a crash, Susy's face is a wreck.
Thursday morning, just like any other I wake up. the vibe is different. I have yet to find out, but something is wrong
It was a cold and bitter morning She had just woke up, It was icy and snow had just fallen; Things might be different now, if it wasn’t for that horrible turn.
Why does it seem like God takes the good people early? It was not until he called you that I realized I had something amazing all along.
Tender gasoline coats the meadow – You look half dead half the time, dear. Children dream of willow fires and – Why don’t you pick the car up, dear? Violent burns open you up from below –
Snow falls, tires spin. A slight misconception and our worlds turn. Clenched fists, helpless, the car screeches on with uncertainty. As metal meets its kin, the sensation begins, the air filling up with smoke keeps you from breathing in.
As you embark on your journey, To that world so far beyond, I think of you with sadness The girl too young. Your smile is glued to my mind When you would shout as you sang. Why did you go so soon?
You always loved that long-board of yours, you said that while on it you felt you were flying How could you know that a drunk driver would be the end of such flight ? It was dark- it was at night
I swerved, the curve didn’t deserved Collision colossal in that decision Lost my life along with my religion Because I never listened Drunk driving driving drunk 100 on a 60 with liquor in the trunk
My heart is racing. I'm waiting for you, by the door. You told me you'll be quick. The time is growing longer, i'm sick. 1 hour, 2 hours, 3 hours, 4. Where are you, my love? Why haven't you walked through my door?
Alive I am Alive yes I am Alive My bones tingle with the energy of life itself The energy of life surrounds me it protects me it cradles me, guides me guidance
Man I’ve been studying all week and haven’t had a break I need some fun and a night out to keep me awake. Instead of the club I go to the gym Then I get a text from him. He won’t be able to talk on the phone tonight
Life would be unbearable without her. Nightmares would rain down, cascading over my dreams without her. Breathing would be cold. Stale. Harsh. Without her.
I knew that when I’d fall asleep, I’d only dream of you. And of the Last rose I’d ever get from the man that loved me too. And when the night is over, I wake up and I cry.
T&D
Death, murder, heartache, incarceration The very things teens attempt to avoid Texting and driving The very thing that can lead to it all
I sit in math class, Trying to think, trying to learn, "That party on Saturday, Was so crazy" "She passed out" "They went upstairs" "We had to throw her over a fence, She was so drunk"
This Poem is my everything. If you can, just listen and let me know what you think!
Drinking and driving, sounds like a joke Who would risk their life for a so called joy ride?
Her name was Elena Chubby cheeks, a giggly girl Hardly cried in infancy Discovered dyslexia at age three Her name was Elena Determination, Pursuit Working hard everyday
yellow was the color of innocence the color of our freshman year it was the shade of the v-neck you bought at forever 21, on our trip to the mall yellow, the color of the cheesecake we shared for mary’s birthday
She gazes blankly at the wall, pondering what to do next. Is this her final curtain call? All because of one heartless text?
Angel, you lay there cold, still In that pure white casket. Not a single breath passes from your perfect, pink lips. Your long blonde hair cascades down your back and is a perfect halo around your beautiful face.
She gets to the party around nine, or ten A familiar high school scene, getting high and drunk again Inevitably one of her friends' parents are out of town again
Tears fall like rain on a deathly still face, There’s no hope for her now, she’s in a much better place: A place with no sorrow, a place with no pain Still they clench her hand tighter, scream “Wake up!” in vain,
I can be any color you imagine, any style you want me to be I can take you anywhere to anything you want to see My transportation may be great, but I am dangerous too With anyone's hands at my wheel this is certainly true.
Rolling to a grateful stop, post-passing by the zoo. Or perhaps the better phrase is cutting our way through. Yes Houston traffic is a mess, but craziness aside Ive made it here - to fight anew - the Lord my Help and Guide.
Life is unexpected What happens will happen One cannot changes their fate, but can only accepts it One phone call, one mistake end it all End of the road
I look forward to rolling down the streets at you in tiny plastic cars. But Saturdays can’t come too soon the streets are black, you won’t call back till late afternoon
Just a few drinks they said You’re not that drunk You can totally drive they said It’s okay.
The night is slowly coming to an end. Everyone is leaving, He only lives right around the bend. No one notices what he’s about to do, He left quick, Before they could think it through.
“The faster you go, the safer you’ll be,” They all will say; But they don’t know the price you will pay. Down the mountain, In the dark, Perhaps after the race Under the dirt is where you will park.
It was dark, the road was wet where are you was all it read you check your phone like it’s no big deal not seeing the danger in the nearby field the deer runs out and your try to swerve
(poems go here)Sure sign of a good time Here we go Don't get a ticket Ok Downtown exits Artfully crafted Designed to make a difference Speed limit 45 Hazardous cargo 55
Poem to Promote Safe Driving You are dead. I am not. You should not be dead. I should be dead. It’s my fault. My fault I texted on I-79. Of course, it’s a closed casket today. No one wants to see.
Ice
A crawling crack in the cold ice, a minor flaw The water below, bursting, seeping through the breaking jigsaw Creaking and shrieking, the sheets of water cried as they were leaking
The phone will rattle in your cup holder, knock around spare change. Do not take your hands off the wheel. Do not pay it mind. You know it will be your friend or your boyfriend or your mother,
He never once thought... "It could happen to me." It was always the other; the guy you see standing shocked, by the roadside, with eyes unbelieving.
"Wanna try?" my friend, Megan, asked me, in a slurred voice. She handed me her drink and before I could answer, she ran over to her friend's Rolls- Royce.
Tombstone Unending Sorrow Drinking, Driving, Crashing, A river of tears Coffin
Cold air blows upon my pale face. Where am I? It's white its lonely What is this place? I rise to find im in a hospital bed. Braces on my arms cuts on my skin
You’re swaying and swerving Lurching, and slurring, And driving. Down old country roads, Through towns we don’t know, And you’re swerving. The radio’s blaring, and everyone sings.
If I could text you from the other side, There would be only one thing to say, Live your life one day at a time and Never text and drive. My message from the other side Is that life can be short and sweet,
It was dark, the road was wet where are you was all it read you check your phone like it’s no big deal not seeing the danger in the nearby field the deer runs out and you try to swerve
where r u? you looked down cause you felt that buzz.. where r u? don't do it girl, you're almost home... where r u? no, girl, keep your eyes on the road.. where r u?
Mommy said it's time to go. But mommy, mommy I must let you know. What is it sweetheart, what must you say. Mommy mommy, I just want to stay. But darling, darling, it's time to leave.
This, not too long ago was a big impact being free was too much responsibility still young, only saw the colorful things in life, didn't care about consequences didn't care about the costs
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