My Own Fault
I was enjoying a nice summer day with my mom and older brother. We had gone to our favorite park to take a nice stroll. The breeze on my face as we walked near the river was unparalleled to anything else. I wished I could stay in the moment forever, but sadly time just keeps on moving. As we approached the end of our walk, I could see our car from a distance.
What separated me from just walking up to my car was this low fence that barely went up to my knees. The common response would be to either walk over it or go around it. I had other plans. I thought I was a pretty good hurdler, after all I had done track not even two months prior. I took long strides and with one jump I put one leg forward and my other leg backward as one would do. In the air, I thought nothing much other than how close I was to the car. The seats looked amazing after a long day of walking. Landing, my right knee felt weird. Nothing out of the ordinary, I thought. All felt well until I decided to just take a look.
My knee was open! I just froze up at the sight of a big gaping hole in my knee. I screamed for help, and my brother who was walking in front of me immediately noticed. He rushed to me, applying pressure to my injury to try and stop the blood. The blood trickling down my leg reached my shoes and stained them red. The concrete surrounding me was also given a paint job. We didn’t know what to do so we called an ambulance to escort me. As I sat on the hard concrete waiting for them to arrive, I didn’t process what was going on. I just tried to calm down from the initial shock. The ambulance arrived eventually and by then, the bleeding had stopped a lot. I got my first view of an ambulance’s interior. The ambulance operator asked me some questions, but I couldn’t really focus. That same feeling continued as I was sent into the emergency room to wait for hours. Hours passed by with my knee still wide open for me to see. I got stitches and was checked for any possible infections, but it all felt like a blur.
What's there to look forward to?
If life is just a never-ending slog
Every single day I wake up and see the crocuses that have grown around me
But I'm not one of them, rather I feel like a sink clog
I'm stuck, and I can't get out
My job is to cook patties, to make unhealthy junk food
All my co-workers don't seem to care though
I always see the ash left behind after they burn their patties
And I'm always the one helping them, doing the work for them
But we still get paid the same
I can't even bother to fight against it, or to speak up
I have no energy left
Even worse, I walk into work every day and feel like it is the Ides of March
Everyone is so zapped of life, and it is like someone had died
I know nobody wants to be at work, but can't we just have a little bit of fun in our lives?
But one day, spring finally sprung
It appeared the vernal equinox had finally arrived
The building looked so lively and beautiful
My boss pulled me aside
He told me he had spotted gold, and it was me!
My life would no longer be the same
He was sorry that it took so long for him to see the crocus in front of him
But the past is the past, and my life has now blossomed into something more beautiful than I could have ever imagined
I am stuck,
I must conform,
I need to stay under the radar
They know it's luck
They know their firearm
is waiting to be their translator
The bullets that come out of the chamber
say more than words
But the bullets also do more than phrases
See you later!
Were my words
To the police's "praises"
My tire went flat,
my heart went horizontal
That's what they call combat
They're such a role model
To kids, whenever