completely for my best friend ZIGGY..
lisa sent this to me on "myspace" it reminded me of alota whut ziggy musta been going thru as she layed on the pavement december 24, 2004 as she was dying from being hit by a drunk driver. i can honestly say, that to even fathom the thought of drinking is outrageous. u see whut it can do. so why even cahnce that this could happen to you or one of your friends?..it makes no sence to me. i hope that next time u open a bottle or a container of alchol that you might think twice, if not for yourself but for those who u may endanger around you.
jsut imagine your best firend laying on the cold dakota highway, after just being hit by a drunk driver, and no one was around ot confort her while she was in her last moments of life. no one to help see her out, no one to let her know that everythign was going to be okay one way or another. just imagine seeing the pictures of her layign there dead, with a winshield running thru her chest and stomach, she was pregnant, thy couldnt even save the baby, jsut imagine not ever being able to see her or speak to her or tell her that u love her ever again..
now u know about 3% of how i feel.
Dear Mom,
I went to a party,
And remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink, Mom
So I had a sprite instead.
I felt proud of myself,
The way you said I would,
That I didn't drink and drive,
Though some friends said I should.
I made a healthy choice,
And your advice to me was right,
The party finally ended,
And the kids drove out of sight.
I got into my car,
Sure to get home in one piece,
I never knew what was coming, Mom
Something I expected least.
Now I'm lying on the pavement,
And I hear the policeman say,
The kid that caused this wreck was drunk,
Mom, his voice seems far away.
My own blood's all around me,
As I try hard not to cry.
I can hear the paramedic say,
This girl is going to die.
I'm sure the guy had no idea,
While he was flying high,
Because he chose to drink and drive,
Now I would have to die.
So why do people do it, Mom
Knowing that it ruins lives?
And now the pain is cutting me,
Like a hundred stabbing knives.
Tell sister not to be afraid, Mom
Tell daddy to be brave,
And when I go to heaven,
Put Daddy's Girl on my grave.
Someone should have taught him,
That it's wrong to drink and drive.
Maybe if his parents had,
I'd still be alive.
My breath is getting shorter, Mom
I'm getting really scared.
These are my final moments,
And I'm so unprepared.
I wish that you could hold me Mom,
As I lie here and die.
I wish that i could say,
I love you, and Goodbye.
jsut imagine your best firend laying on the cold dakota highway, after just being hit by a drunk driver, and no one was around ot confort her while she was in her last moments of life. no one to help see her out, no one to let her know that everythign was going to be okay one way or another. just imagine seeing the pictures of her layign there dead, with a winshield running thru her chest and stomach, she was pregnant, thy couldnt even save the baby, jsut imagine not ever being able to see her or speak to her or tell her that u love her ever again..
now u know about 3% of how i feel.
Dear Mom,
I went to a party,
And remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink, Mom
So I had a sprite instead.
I felt proud of myself,
The way you said I would,
That I didn't drink and drive,
Though some friends said I should.
I made a healthy choice,
And your advice to me was right,
The party finally ended,
And the kids drove out of sight.
I got into my car,
Sure to get home in one piece,
I never knew what was coming, Mom
Something I expected least.
Now I'm lying on the pavement,
And I hear the policeman say,
The kid that caused this wreck was drunk,
Mom, his voice seems far away.
My own blood's all around me,
As I try hard not to cry.
I can hear the paramedic say,
This girl is going to die.
I'm sure the guy had no idea,
While he was flying high,
Because he chose to drink and drive,
Now I would have to die.
So why do people do it, Mom
Knowing that it ruins lives?
And now the pain is cutting me,
Like a hundred stabbing knives.
Tell sister not to be afraid, Mom
Tell daddy to be brave,
And when I go to heaven,
Put Daddy's Girl on my grave.
Someone should have taught him,
That it's wrong to drink and drive.
Maybe if his parents had,
I'd still be alive.
My breath is getting shorter, Mom
I'm getting really scared.
These are my final moments,
And I'm so unprepared.
I wish that you could hold me Mom,
As I lie here and die.
I wish that i could say,
I love you, and Goodbye.