DRUNK
It started with just a drink
And more than one he did not think
Only two roads his glass did know
Pass out by poison or out of control
He chose the last, he stayed awake
But that could have been a big mistake
For passed out people cannot drive
And he would still be alive
With alcohol swimming through his blood
He left that place he left for good
He got into a weapon his car
But speeding and swerving he wasn’t far
When cutting through the sweet dark night
Flashing, screaming, red and blue lights
His beer soaked brain said not to stop
He thought it better to ditch the cop
His car speed up his actions slowed
And then his car left the road
His eyes were numb he could not see
He carved his death into a tree