Don't mix drinking and driving

 
My Dear Friend, 

A Real Heart Touching Poem......(I had tears in my eyes when I finished it.......!)

I went to a party Mom, 
I remembered what you said. 
You told me not to drink, Mom, 
So I drank soda instead. 

I really felt proud inside, Mom, 
The way you said I would. 
I didn't drink and drive, Mom, 
Even though the others said I should. 

I know I did the right thing, Mom, 
I know you are always right. 
Now the party is finally ending, Mom, 
As everyone is driving out of sight. 

As I got into my car, Mom, 
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, Mom, 
But as I pulled out into the road, 
The other car didn't see me, Mom, 
And hit me like a
load. 

As I lay there on the pavement, Mom, 
I hear the policeman say, 
"The other guy is drunk," Mom, 
And now I'm the one who will pay. 

I'm lying here dying, Mom.... 
I wish you'd get here soon. 
How could this happen to me, Mom? 
My life just burst like a balloon. 

There is blood all around me, Mom, 
And most of it is mine. 
I hear the medic say, Mom, 
I'll die in a short time. 

I just wanted to tell you, Mom, 
I swear I didn't drink. 
It was the others, Mom. 
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, Mom? 
It can ruin your whole life. 
I'm feeling sharp pains now. 
Pains just like a knife. 

The guy who hit me is walking,
Mom, 
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, Mom. 
Tell Daddy to be brave. 
And when I go to heaven, Mom, 
Put "GOOD BOY " on my grave. 

Someone should have told him, Mom, 
Not to drink and drive. 
If only they had told him, Mom, 
I would still be alive. 

My breath is getting shorter, Mom. 
I'm becoming very scared. 
Please don't cry for me, Mom. 
When I needed you, you were always there.

I have one last question, Mom. 
Before I say good bye. 
I didn't drink and drive, 
So why am I the one to die?