A Fatal High
By SlimShdy32
On a long and cold summer night Blending into the blackened sky Nothing to be seen approaching But ahead the out of control vision of a light The driver is weary, feeling a little bit high The vehicle is swerving and encroaching Into the path of a nearby sight A wrong move is made and now the question is why? "It was just a bad mistake, why do I have to die?" "I promise I will never do it again," he sings This is the plea, that upward to heaven he flings There is nothing left after the damage has been done Because of getting out of hand and just having a little too much fun.this is a poem i wrote in ninth grade that i just found Written February 12th, 2002 © on Feb 12 2002 05:05 AM PST 0 • 1
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"On a long and cold summer night..."