Damn Drunk Driver!

Damn Drunk Driver!

A Poem by Deborah Leah Krempa
"

(please don't drink and drive)

"

keep seeing the oncoming headlights

in my mind's eyes

everytime i go out for a ride in a car

the flashing won't stop

i keep reliving it

but it didn't happen to me

 

keep hearing the screams

even in my dreams

everytime i close my eyes to sleep

it never stops

i keep reliving it

but it didn't happen to me

 

it happened to my son

damn drunk driver

on the run...

slammed his car head on collision

caused my son's death with his selfish decision

 

no it didn't happen to me

 

 

 

 

© 2008 Deborah Leah Krempa


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Wow that realy is said and i dont know how pepole can live with them selves!

Posted 16 Years Ago


I agree - it DID happen to you. There are no survivors of this crime, only victims.


Posted 16 Years Ago


Oh, I got the message, Mom. I understand.
Yes, it did happen to you, didn't it? More so than it happened to your son, because you are still alive, every stinking miserable day, you are still alive, with the consequences...while everything else has moved on, while everyone else has moved on, you're still there. Nothing's changed for you. Nothing's moved on.

I understand. My father was in the backseat, in the middle....when the car, driven by a friend, slid off the highway in the rain and hit a telephone pole, my father flew across the seat, catching the gearshift in the stomach and going on out through the windshield. The other occupants? Tiny cuts from the flying glass. A tragic accident. The driver? I heard he cried at my dad's funeral. A tragic accident, on a rainy highway, on a curve. I wonder if the driver re-lived it, too. (It was common knowledge the men were out drinking. It just wasn't a big issue with 'the law'.)

Posted 16 Years Ago


There's never any way to make this horrible loss right; but, if your message can stop even one person from drinking and driving, you have saved another mother from facing a needless loss. "It didn't happen to me" certainly puts a lump in throat and that of every other mother. Sharon

Posted 16 Years Ago


ooo that really ticks me off, and probably not half as much as it ticks you off. but you did a very nice job expressing how u keep reliving it(but not from your own viewpoint). also, good use of repetition with the "but it didn't happen to me". great poem, and my condolences for you and your family.

Posted 16 Years Ago



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Deborah Leah Krempa
Deborah Leah Krempa

Toledo, OH



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I am grandmother,.. My children and my grandchildren I love them all so very much. They are my gifts from my creator, the blessings in this life. I simply adore poetry and the .. more..

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