Drink and drive

I can't walk because an idiot decided to drink and drive.

He crashed into my car and I'm damn lucky to be alive.

The police arrived and put that bastard under arrest.

I'll be in this wheelchair forever and I'm so depressed.

That son of a bitch got off with a slap on the wrist.

He ruined my life and as I sit here, I'm really pissed.

I'm in a lot of pain but I try to keep it hid.

I hope God makes him pay for what he did.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is a fictional poem but sadly it's true for some people.

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