Driving

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. Almost home, just a little farther to go Eyes like bricks He thought he was going slow Across the line, and over the limit Never thought this would happen He’s just about to vomit. The other car did nothing wrong Fighting for their lives The night has never felt so long