He steps on the gas
His mind is unclear
The lines blur together
He shifts the gears

The colors all blend
While the speed is increased
The bottle is empty
The car moves without cease

He slams the brakes
The car jolts to the left
He’s crying and praying
To defy his own death

The sirens are close now
He screams I’m okay
As for the other car
It was a second too late

You’re the lucky one boy
The officer points out
How am I lucky
He is thinking, wanting to shout

That person is in heaven now
My decision ended her life
He didn’t know it then
But that person was his wife