I hate you

“I hate you”
She yelled as she ran out of view
She threw herself in her dirty car
Full of empty beer bottles and smelled like a bar
Her hobby was drinking
But we all knew what she was seeking
She just wanted to forget and start over

She had no idea how much she was loved
How much people cared about her
In her eyes it was all a big messy blur
She drove fast
Trying so hard to forget her past
In a flash of light
Her life came to an end
Her bright future was out of sight

About one week later
Family and friends gathered in a big, cold room
Throughout the whole building there were no colors
No joy or happiness
There were few windows with very little light
At the front of the room there was a big, wooden, black box
Eyes full of tears
Minds full of regret

This poem is about: 
My community
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