accident
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It was Christmas Day and a horrible incident was about to unfold.When it happened, I was only four years old.It was Mom's last Christmas, she'd never have another.I found my dad's gun and I shot and killed my mother.
When I fired my gun at a criminal, I accidentally shot an innocent bystander.I made a horrible mistake, I was supposed to shoot someone else than her.
On August 4, 2022, he was paralyzed from the shoulders down.He had a car accident and he will be lowered into the ground.For eight seasons he starred in "Magnum P.I." as T.C.
A 17 year old boy put a bunch of firewrks on his head.The fuses were lit and when they exploded, he was dead.His mother was angry and tried to have fireworks banned.But there was something that his mother didn't understand.
Swift over desert...
Flying through the air. Time stops!
His legs, once, no more.
Anna was walking late one night,
Hunting for some food to bite
But she fell down a simple flight
Of stairs that truly were a sight
They found Anna the following day,
The day I almost took a life.
It was July 27th around 7:30 p.m.
It was a very rainy night
My boyfriend and I were coming back from a Chase bank.
I was 3 when my life was flipped upside downI never got to sleepover at a friends house or Ride a bike or been ask to danceNever got to chase my brother or play like a normal kid
Home is a sanctuary,
a place of love and warmth.
Where a child's height is marked
year after year on the laundry room wall.
At Christmas time,
the smell of cookies and laughter
My limber limbs had once walked and ran
Obedient to my every command
I was your muse, your lover, and your cause
Life was oh so sweetly buried and lost
In endless kisses poured out on us
Cleanliness important since birth
Ingrained in his head since he was a kid
Friday morning palms overhead
Leaves are looking a little long
Traces of dirt find their way to the ground
White pillows, beeping, a rush of fluids in my arm. Oblivion.
It is the dawning of a new year, but I am stranded
In this room, awaiting the sentence, the doom, the judgment.
They put me down and replaced me.
if you asked me to write down all my trivial thoughts i remember on a daily basis, there wouldn't be many.
maybe a melody of laughter with friends or
blurry faces brushing by in the hall or
Water surrounds the only place you can call home
Counting the weeks
Each tally mark reading
1, 2, 3
You remember the first day you woke up
The first time animal became part of your name
I am a big sister of one younger brother,
A boy who is ornery compared to no other.
Little siblings we were, doing things we should not,
Here’s a silly poem I came up with. Disclaimer: It is NOT to be taken seriously. I was inspired by a Limerick poem which is meant to be silly and weird. Often times they make little to no sense at all.
June.. June 2014! A day that changed my life. That accident was horrific.Two broken ankles and a fractured hand. Who knew that something like this would happen to me? A week after high school graduation. But GOD....
The sound of the crashing waves
Keeps me at bay
With a pound of thunder
As the sound gets greater
I wait until later to come around
The sun goes down
I wonder off to the crystal waters
Her hands were balled tight.
I saw the tendons stretch around her white knuckles.
She saw me looking, which exaggerated her anger.
How could I be observing
At a time like this?
Two days passed
hey daddy, it's me, you're little girl...
I need to tell you something that will make you want to curl.
I went to that party, it was right down the block,
but I didn't bother telling you, I was distraught.
I shuffle through canvases, looking for the right size.
Through tall and short, rectangle or square, til one catches my eyes.
I pull it out, place it on my easel, then turn to my paint.
I see your tears everyday and just want to hold you tight,I hear you when you cry in your pillow every single night,I watch you go to work and whisper I love you in your ear,
Policemen, firefighters, reporters of death in general, always say the same thing:
“They died instantly—there was no pain.”
Alive I am Alive yes I am Alive
My bones tingle with the energy of life itself
The energy of life surrounds me it protects me it cradles me, guides me
guidance
It was on an usual August day
This story is not easy to say
Without getting all teary eyed
Knowing it was my last goodbye
Calm and low the engine hummed,
Singing its incessant tune,
As they glided down the road,
Under the placid moon.
I don’t want to write a poem for you
It’s just not something I am into
At least not at this particular second
And not just because you beckoned
She thought she was invincible
19 and young
Invincible to the cops
Invincible to the shots
Invincible to a drive
That took her down a road late one night
She ran from the cops,
