-- Posted by bongbuddy at 4:05 pm on Nov. 16, 2008 i ride the dirt roads with a bottle of jack take a sip, hear your voice goin faster and faster i make my choice i hit 90 and crash everythings pain cant feel my back i crawl from the wreckage .... with my bottle of jack another sip, i hear your voice then comes darkness i welcome it -- Posted by Unaccepted at 4:06 pm on Nov. 16, 2008 That's actually, a really cool poem. Nice work! -- Posted by idontwanttobehere at 4:10 pm on Nov. 16, 2008 cool. even though its wrong.