Bloody Memory

I am constantly reminded of that awful bloody day

Where all my hopes and dreams washed away.

It is always on my mind, all of the time;

Why didn’t she just stop at the sign?

Some have told me to forget and to let go,

But the image continuously repeats in my head in slow-mo.

I close my eyes and try to forget,

It is no help, I am left upset.

It follows me and creeps into my thought

Leaving me completely distraught.

Sticking to anything and all that I do,

Bleeding through everything in that dark red hue.

Everything that should be easy turns into a grind,

Why can’t I look past this and put it behind?

Jarone Ashkenazi

Blindsided

A thud, a crash – I am thrown on my side.

I turn over to see where he is, as I am his guide.

Soon I hear screams and believe the outcome is grim.

My brother is lying there blood filling his mouth to the brim.

Adrenaline coursing through my veins, I try to rush to his aid

I immediately fall back down clutching my leg, seeing him about to fade.

Finally I arise and take off my shirt

Putting pressure on his ear where he is hurt.

Blood filling his mouth while he is struggling to reply

Sitting over him I begin to cry.

I scream his name while fighting to hold back my tears

Is this the end for him, after fifteen years?

Jarone Ashkenazi

Three Years

Three years have passed but nothing has changed, the world remains the same.

The sun rises, the birds chirp, but only one heart truly hurts.

It started off so great, but now I am filled with hate.

Nothing to me is the same, and I am the only one to blame.

When others find fun, I look out and see none.

Some say that luck is three, but that is untrue for me.

It started off with a first, and the next day my heart nearly burst.

Almost lost one, and now I simply feel done

People have come and go, but no one truly will know

About everything that has happened to me, in my three year voyage lost at sea.

Every morning when I awake, I feel like I need a break.

I hope and think, will anything change if I blink?

That is how fast it was, and it happened just because?

It happened so fast, but its effects have last.

Three years later, I have in myself a huge crater;

An empty space, seeking a true warm embrace.

I am perpetually lost, and it is only me who pays the cost;

Sometimes I find it hard to breathe, and I truly just want to leave.

Life just seems to pass me by, with no one caring enough to say hi.

The next chapter of my life is about to begin, but much to my chagrin

I am still alone, and my future is unknown.

Jarone Ashkenazi

My First Post

After speaking with friends and other important people in my life, I have finally been persuaded to share my poetry - an avenue where I feel safe in sharing my thoughts and feelings.

Before starting this blog I have only shared these poems with 3-4 people, so I am a bit nervous to express my feelings to the whole blogosphere. Hopefully those who read my poetry can feel the depth, passion, and emotion it took me to write each poem.

I began writing about three years after my little brother's near fatal accident while I was feeling down and didn't want to open up to anyone. Each poem not only expresses my thoughts and feelings during these times, but also reminisces on events that transpired.

I will be uploading a poem every Friday night...hope you enjoy.

Jarone Ashkenazi

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