Taken three down

i know i write a lot of sad poems, but i like to write drama, please give me feedback 

He gets out of his car

Grabs it and slams the car door

Oh, how it hurts

The ringing in his ear

Too much fun

And way too many beers

He can't believe that

He even made it home

With stupidity and gas

He steps foward

But stumbles onto the grass again

He passes out

She's watching him

From her window

She lets out a tear

She doesn't know what happened to her man

2 kids and barely any money

And how she tries to remember

When life was good and funny

When will he see

life's going down

And to make him feel better

He is taken three down with him

And it doesn't help

When his best bud's last name is light

But he doesn't fear

the fact he might not make it through the night

He gets another

paycheck in the mail

If he continues to work his way

He won't fail at getting enough money

to get hammered and waste away

But he doesn't care

Starts his car and drives away

She takes another pill

to hide what she is

She feels no love anymore

for her husband, only for her kids

As she wonders

how it could have been

She also wonders

if suicide is a sin

When will he see

life's going down

And to make him feel better

He is taken three down with him

And it doesn't help

When his best bud's last name is light

But he doesn't fear

the fact he might not make it through the night

Another late night

As he stumbles

He fights to maintain

Something he calls a little buzz

But it didn't matter

Because he never guessed

A sharp pain would hit him in his chest

He collapses

She's crying

lying

dying

She didn't try

She only aimed for the sky

Who would have guessed

She'd drop it and it would go off and hit an artery in her thigh....

what's this? A cliffhanger ending!?!? Well, should I write a part two?