Tamara Moir (22/03/1991 / Brisbane)
Tear Drops And Closed Caskets The Good Die Young.
I went to a party, Mom,
I remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink and drive, Mom,
So I drank sprite instead.
I felt really 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're always right.
Now the party is finally ending, Mom,
As everyone drives 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, Mom,
So responsible and sweet.
I started to drive away, Mom,
But as I pulled onto the road,
The other car didn't see me, Mom,
And it hit me like a load.
As I lie here on the pavement, Mom,
I hear the policeman say,
The other guy is drunk, Mom,
And now I'm the one who'll pay.
I'm lying here dying, Mom,
I wish you'd get here soon.
How come this happened to me, Mom?
My life burst like a balloon.
There is blood all around me, Mom,
Most of it is mine.
I hear the paramedic say, Mom,
i'll be dead 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 didn't know where he was going, Mom,
He was probably at the same party as I.
The only difference is, Mom,
He drank, and I will die.
Why do people drink, Mom?
It can ruin your whole life.
I'm feeling sharp pains now, Mom,
Pains just like a knife.
The guy who hit me is walking, Mom,
I don't think it's fair.
I'm lying here dying, Mom,
While all he can do is stare.
Tell my brother not to cry, Mom,
Tell Daddy to be brave.
And when I get to heaven, Mom,
Write 'Daddy's Girl' on my grave.
Someone should have told him, Mom,
Not to drink and drive.
If only they'd have take the time, Mom,
I would still be alive.
My breath is getting shorter, Mom,
I'm becoming very scared.
Please don't cry for me, Mom,
Because when I needed you, you were always there.
I have one last question, Mom,
Before I say good-bye.
I didn't ever drink, Mom,
So why am I to die?
This is the end, Mom,
I wish I could look you in the eye.
To say these final words, Mom,
I love you, and good-bye
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I said it before and I am going to say it again, this is not your poem to be presenting as yours. And this version all of the versions are wrong. I did this in 94 and I am tired of people changing the name and trying to claim it. This is based on a true event and dedicated to her. I don't care about anything else other than stop and respect the girl who did die and that this poem is origionaly about. Her name once again is Natallie and her cross lays on the side of the freeway in Mojave ca. Leave this poem alone!
i like this poem but it is sad as well it made me cry
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luv this poem girl. continue sharing your poems. it chills my flesh.
This is a nice poem but it was not written by you.
It's a conversational simple poem, I think it falls very short. I get that the content tugs on everyone's heartstrings, but it's not a very good poem. Perfect for those chain emails that it's always in though.
wow this honestly made me cry, trully an amazing piece!
This is a tear jerker, and very well done. Does really make one think. And even more so when I am a mother of 5 teens. Thanks!
i loved this poem it really touched me...i have a sister 17 who has just got her ps and all i thought of was her and how much it would hurt amde me feel sick thinking about how many kids have felt like that and it has happend to...very moving....
Excellent poem, well written, very moving!
I REAALY LIKED THIS POEM U DID A REALLY GOOD JOB... N I AGREE DNT DRINK N DRIVE I HAV LOST A LOT OF FRIENDS DUE 2 DRUNK DRIVERS... I HOPE U DNTR MIND I WNT 2 USE THIS ON MY MYSPACE....
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