I killed someone

I killed someone today. He was a homeless crackhead. I was in a psychotic episode after receiving a bunch of drinks with some new coworkers. I rushed off and drove like a maniac to get away. This guy was on the road. I clipped him but I think I killed him because he took off running at full speed from the bus stop. I kept on driving, I'm just waiting for the cops to show up at my house. <br><br>I don't feel guilty, I feel like that part of me is dead. I had too much to drink. I was so fucked up, but I knew I had to drive home. I didn't even stop after I hit him, I just kept on going. I feel so empty.