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Slithering like hot blood it slowly trickles

The senses annihilated, ever so fickle

It craves for you, corrupts your fevered mind

It speaks for you, leaves you tipsy and blind

Within this haunting nightmare you laugh

It's all just a game, frozen time to pass

This burning liquid seeps naught but lies

Poisoning you with its dense tricks and rye

All is a stumbling blur, you just chuckle away

As you turn the ignition, you don't think to stay

You think you're just fine, all will be okay

You're going too fast, there will be a price to pay

As you open your eyes, your vision is faded and cloudy

The light blinds you, people talk much too loudly

Your head pounds as they ask you hundreds of questions

You distinctly realize their hollow aggression

When I open my eyes I gather my surroundings

A white room filled with many people standing

With white coats, blue uniforms, an angry man scowling

They see I'm awake and rush to me smiling

They shake my hand, greet me with sorrow and worry

My mother crying, my father scowling with a look of fury

I realize I'm not the only one here, there's yet another

Abandoned and alone, secluded in the next bed over

It's only then that I notice something is missing

My legs are gone, forgotten stumps, feeling distant

Memories of the night before fill my once empty head

A head on collision with a another driver, I should be dead

But she was with me, where is she now?

Is she okay, can I kiss her brow?

I start to freak out, the heart monitor beeps rapidly

They try to calm me down, all goes black instantly

Everyone screams, you hear the alarm in their voices

As they try to revive the man who had no choices

Suddenly a woman's voice cries, agonizing and painful

As they failed to recover the man who was unstable

An elderly man is in your room now, arms around your neck

It takes several others in blue uniforms to hold him back

Her wailing can be heard over the screaming and violence

As she grieves her loss, the whole room falls to silence

You thought the liquor was the answer to your rough nights

As you sit alone in a jail cell, you realize it wasn't worth your time

But you know this is where you belong, your actions, you always regret

For the man and woman you killed, and the child who never got to live