MINUTES LIKE HOURS (standard:drama, 294 words)
Author: PoeticBabe14	Added: Apr 28 2001	Views/Reads: 3648/1	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
This is a poem about how alcohol can seem very tempting to drink, but it's deadly.........enjoy :)

You walk in the store and stride down the aisle. 

You pick me up and try to look casual while you carry me to the checkout
line. 

Pull out your wallet, you soon will be mine. 

Your friends are observing every move that you make. 

The clerk ask for ID- you give them a fake. 

You quickly walk down to the front of the store. 

Your friends are waiting for you as you step out the door. 

You hop in your car and drive away from the shop. 

Then you shut off the ignition, and pop off my top. 

You take a few drinks and pass me around. 

That's when you decide to take a drive around town. 

You turn on your car and put your foot on the clutch. 

I'm sober, you think, I didn't have very much. 

You pull onto the road with me by your side, 

taking ocassional drinks as you enjoy the ride. 

Then the brakes on the car in front of you squeal. 

You try hard to stop, but lose control of the wheel. 

You skid off the road, and you know you have crashed. 

The dashboard is shattered, the windshield is smashed. 

Minutes like hours, you're in treacherous pain, 

that washes your senses, envelopes your brain. 

The screams around you are faint to your ears, 

As life flashes before you, your hopes and your fears. 

Minutes like hours, you plead and you pray, 

I'll never touch it again, just let me live one more day. 

Your mind starts to go dark, it falls apart, piece by piece. 

And then you slip into blackness, the pain has finally ceased. 

Before you entered that store, you should have thaught twice, 

For I am the substence that cost you your life. 


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