shes fighting this battle,
of sorrow and regret,
fighting this battle,
him,she cant forget.
after that wreck,
nothing has ever been the same,
after his death,
she leaves herself to blame.
shes losing this war,
shes crying alone,
shes desperate for pain,
shes running from home.
she didnt mean to crash that car,
she was just didnt think,
she just left the party,
she took one to many drinks,
he was on his way home from college,
and all he wanted was to make it home,
but the crash was to fatal,
he died in that car all alone.
now shes fighting to stay alive,
thinking of what she did,
thinking of how she drank and drove,
after all he even had kid.
shes fighting the urge of the blade,
the urge to take those pills,
the urge to get infront of that train,
but she doesnt have the will.
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Submission Name: fighting
