Damn November

My friend was in a car accident, paralized from the neck down.

It's early December, I hate damn November.

I hope you remember all the times spent together.

 

So I sit here alone,

trying not to moan and groan.

 

The times you hugged me

the memories of how you wanted us to be.

 

That terrible phone call,

warning us all.

 

Warning us that you might now make it,

I tried to convince myself it was all bullshit.

 

The tears and fears that I went through.

And I never once stopped to not think about you.

 

I prayed and lost sleep,

all day I did nothing but weep.

 

I want to go back in time,

I have nothing to ryhme.

 

I've said it all,

f**k that night I received that call.

 

Like you, I can't speak

My heart is growing weak.

 

 

 

Author's Note

David Brubaker, I'm sure you can look up the accident somewhere, was in a car accident November 1st. He was speeding, and almost hit a tractor. Causing him to servce off the road and flip nearly 4 times. One of the boys in the car, was not wearing a seat belt, flew out. Unharmed. Just a few bruises and cuts. The boy who flew outs, brother, died.
David was in a comma. He is paralized. He is still one of us. He used to be like you and me.

Reviews

[trainwreck]

That's pretty intense. I'm sorry about what happened.

[Tommy]

Oh but he is still like you and me; the fondness of his eyes still light I'm sure in your direction. This is a tragic write in essence, but an expression of heart none the less. And it is in the heart that keeps him the same. Love him the same, and pray he is ok with himself, and be ok with who he is; this is the hard part I do agree, but we have to do it, or neither of will find peace. For great strengths are found in what some perceive as weakness. And just the fact that he lives shows his strength of heart. So with many deep breaths find the strength in your heart, because he already has, and I'm sure he needs you. I have a cousin who suffers from muscular dystrophy. He has slowly lost all his ability of movement, bound to a wheel chair; he is an inspiration for my heart, and never has lessened his dreams because of his afflictions. I know I am not that strong, but his strength helps me see the reality of living life with no restrictions. He is a champion, as I think your friend is. My thoughts and prayers are with you both.

Heart Felt Write!
RLG,
Tommy

[Jim Parson]

A very emotional piece, told well. You relay the feelings of pain and loss well. There was one line that didn't seem to fit well with the rest of the poem... And I never once stopped to not think about you. The double negative makes the reader stop and re-read to get it straight, breaking the flow of the piece. Maybe something like "And never stopped thinking about you." Of course, the more I'm reading it, maybe you did it intentionally.

There is nothing to be said about this poem , I believe nothing should be said .... my sympathy for you and David and his family and friends.

[A Risen Heroine.]

This is beautiful yet so damn sad!
I love the use of words and how it flows!
Great job and thanks for sharing!
Keep up the good job!
~A Fallen Heroine~