Death of An Innocent

"DEATH OF AN INNOCENT"

 I went to a party, Dad, I remember what you said.
 You told me not to drink, Dad, so I drank soda instead.
 I really felt proud inside, Dad, the way you said I would.
 I didn't drink and drive, Dad, even though the others said I should.

 I know I did the right thing, Dad, I know you are always right.
 Now the party is finally ending, Dad, as everyone is driving out of sight.
 As I got into my car, Dad, I knew I'd get home in one piece.
 Because of the way you raised me, so responsible and sweet.

 I started to drive away, Dad, but as I pulled out into the road,
 the other car didn't see me, Dad, and hit me like a load.
 As I lay there on the pavement, Dad, I hear the policeman say,
 the other guy is drunk, Dad, and now I'm the one who will pay.

 I'm lying here dying, Dad, I wish you'd get here soon.
 How could this happen to me, Dad?  My life just burst like a balloon.
 There is blood all around me, Dad, and most of it is mine.
 I hear the medic say, Dad, I'll die in a short time.

 I just wanted to tell you, Dad, I swear I didn't drink.
 It was the others, Dad.  The others didn't think.
 He was probably at the same party as I.
 The only difference is, he drank and I will die.

 Why do people drink, Dad?  It can ruin your whole life.
 I'm feeling sharp pains now.  Pains just like a knife.
 The guy who hit me is walking, Dad, and I don't think it's fair.
 I'm lying here dying and all he can do is stare.

 Tell my brother not to cry, Dad.  Tell Daddy to be brave.
 And when I go to heaven, Dad, put "Daddy's Girl" on my grave.
 Someone should have told him, Dad, not to drink and drive.
 If only they had told him, Dad, I would still be alive.

 My breath is getting shorter, Dad.  I'm becoming very scared.
 Please don't cry for me, Dad, When I needed you, you were always there.
 I have one last question, Dad, before I say goodbye.
 I didn't drink and drive, so why am I the one to die?

 Some took the effort to write this poem - to demonstrate that drinking 
 and driving don't mix.

 - Anonymous

dedicated to Allie

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