You told me one drink wouldn't hurt,
and now I have blood on my shirt.
With fractures in my head,
I'm laying in bed
in a hospital, while covered in dirt.
So thanks for your lovely advice,
but next time I will think twice
before I come with you
and have a drink or two
'cause I've already payed the price.
Jessica Lockhart
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/consequences-12/
