The Accident

The Accident

A Poem by Theresa
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It's a mix between a poem and a story I guess.

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I had a feeling
I knew it in my gut

I even made my concern known

I told him not to get on that bike

He never did listen

I walked away hoping

Hoping for once he would listen to me

Then the door flew open

My name being called through the house

Call 911 Call it now

Your brother is hurt

Oh man it's bad

I stared at his friend looking for the joke

The punchline never came before he went

I grabbed the phone and dialed

My heart was racing

Panic was setting in

My hands began to tremble

I tried to keep my composure

I spoke to the operator

Answered the relentless questions

Then I was asked to give an exact address

I gave the address to the building

But that wasn't good enough

He wanted me to walk over and be exact

I grabbed the cordless and ran out the door

I wasn't prepared for what I would see

My brother lifeless on the ground

A puddle of blood in circled his head

The tears began to swell

My emotions a disatrous wreck

I blurted out the address and fell to my knees

My hand covered my mouth

The tears over flowed

Lights and sirens over took the sight

I looked for assurance from the EMT's

Seeing blood coming out his ear made their words disappear

I had to be the one to make the call

Call my parents and break the news

I did my best to sugar coat the sight that burned my eyes

Tried to keep the visions from entering my thoughts

At the hospital answers were not given

They sent him for xrays after he was bandaged up

ICU is where he would wind up

What year is it? We asked when he woke

1996 he answered without a doubt

Confidence behind it

Only it wasn't

August 2006 was that dreaded day

Fear set in

We didn't know what to expect

It was a long road ahead of us

My brother was strong and he fought

He is healthy today but still can't remember that entire day

Unfortunately for me it is burned in my eyes

The sight of a bike zooming on by

Throws me in a trance

The only thing I can see is my brother lifeless on the ground

His head in circled in a puddle of blood

I thank the stars above for his life

but wish I could erase that ever taunting sight

© 2009 Theresa


Author's Note

Theresa
This is about the day my brother almost lost his life. Him and his friend were working on his friends motorcycle and went to test drive it in the parking lot across the street from our house. I had a bad feeling that day and I couldn't shake it. My feeling was right. I have flashbacks from that day and wish they would just go away. I cry every time I think about it. At the time my brother and I weren't talking at all we were always at each others throats and after we kind of bonded. I'd like to think that sometimes things happen for a reason. I just wish it wasn't so harsh. My brother was going 5 miles per hr with no helmet on the bike wasn't fixed it jolted forward throwing my brother through the air 30 feet his head breaking his fall. He cracked his skull from one side to the other, the crack going up where he broke bones in his ear, broke his collarbone, lost partial hearing, got terrible road burn on his leg, hand and side of his face. So I write this in hopes if you get on a bike WEAR A HELMET.

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thats very sad and must be a dreadful site this peice was so descriptive and you could just see the image its terrifying to almost lose someone so close

Posted 14 Years Ago


this was such a descriptive poem/story.
Very terrible things to feel...

Posted 14 Years Ago


Wow, I can almost feel the feelings that you went through while you were in that moment. So I commend you on bringing forth such emotion! Such a traumatic experience that your brother went through, but that is equal for you or maybe even more because this is something that will forever be etched in your memory and not his. Really glad that your brother survived and this poem really should be a lesson to others to wear your helmet!!

Posted 14 Years Ago


A very good story. Events like your brothers accident will stay with you. Description and your feeling are expressed strongly in the poem. I'm glad your brother is OK. A excellent poem.

Coyote

Posted 14 Years Ago


Holy crap, that must have been living hell. I used to ride motorcycles when I was young and I fell many times, but usually in the dirt and I was able to get back up. One thing I always did was wear my helmet. I'm thankful your brother is ok. I'm sure the event will stay with you for the rest of your life being so traumatic. I always wonder if things happen for a reason or if things just plain happen. I guess it just depends on faith and it's results. Good write.

Posted 14 Years Ago


this definitely caught my attention! it was well written. I'm sorry about your brother, but he was very lucky to have lived through his accident & stay strong. I lost my best friend in a motorcycle accident this summer. Its hard to erase pictures in your head that you wish you could stop seeing. Terrible that you had to see this.

Posted 14 Years Ago


Powerful. Well said. In the end, I was glad to read he is okay. I felt for you, while you were on the phone. We all know the people that run those dispatch centers have to put their emotions aside, and get the facts.. I could feel the dread as you continued to tell of how the conversation went. Well written.

Gus



Posted 15 Years Ago


I think we all have a bit of a sixth sense just many of us don't pay attention... in this case you did.... I realized I had some leading up to my moms death but did connect them till it was to late... I am glad you brother is fine and I think you did wonderful telling the story in poetic form.

Posted 15 Years Ago


Oh My goodness This is horrible!
All I can say is, is just Wow!
Sorry if this is true.

Posted 15 Years Ago


What a terrible thing to have to live through if this poem is true. It definitely got my attention!

Posted 15 Years Ago



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Patchogue, NY



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