Never Let Your Concience Be Your Guide
by
Heather Lynn McDanel
(Age: 21)
copyright 09-01-2002
Age Rating: 16 to 127
Reclining in the sofa
On that fateful summer day
Mom upstairs as usual
Like any other day
I’d crashed the car the day before
My dad would soon be home
I just wanted to escape
To where all was unknown
Then a little voice inside me
Steady and persistent
Told me that I was screwed
And offered its assistance
It said go on and take them
Take more than you need
You used to have that problem
It was meant to be you see
So I did as ordered
And took a few too many
And though I knew I should have
I didn’t try to save me
I said hey heather what the hell
Who cares if you live
And with that I sat down
And felt the drugs kick in
I woke up three days later
In my parents bed
It took no time to realize
That I was not dead
I had no recollection
Of the hospital
And from that day on
My life has been downhill
I’m sorry that I failed
But I’d never try again
I had my date with destiny
But death didn’t win
When they say why'd you do it
I always tell a lie
I said I never meant to
that I didn't want to die.
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Thank our father above, because you are saved. Please write and express yourself... Writing help to clam our tensions, and we get supported also from our writing.
~Always keep loving yourself and others~
Thank God, that you did not succeed. You are way too talented to throw it all away at such a young age. You can change the way people think by your powerful writing and have a significant impact on other's lives. You have much to offer and much joy to experience in life. Heather, a new world awaits you every day, with open arms.
Heather I know how you felt I had trieed to take drugs to end it all too. I am glad you didn't secseed in death. You can't let that keep you down look at the forward and forget whats behind keep a clean life of being sober.
You are brave to share this poem which is written from your heart. I'm glad you cheated death to remain with us. Keep writing poetry. It is cathartic. It also might help someone else.