The Mess They Leave Behind

Neville

The Mess They Leave Behind

 

I don’t care what you

say, she said ..

Just leave me alone

to get high

in my own head ..

So he did, and she

promptly

threw herself, from

a bridge ..

The driver she hit

perished

there at the scene ..

All the newspaper

headlines

confirmed he died

instantly ..

Whereas she,

on the other hand

sits propped

between pillows ..

Peeling grapes

and writing poetry

from a

hospital bed

somewhere ..

Biding time, until

her compensation

claim comes through ..

 

 

 

  • Author: Neville (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 18th, 2023 05:15
  • Comment from author about the poem: just another day at the office ..
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 18
  • User favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek.
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Comments8

  • Violet bluebell( used to be yellow rose)

    That’s really sad … (( has to be difficult to hear that type of news .

    Some people are so depressed that they think there is no other option ..

    I guess the guy should have stayed and not left her alone

    • Neville


      Thank you Violet .. I think some people need to take a deep breath and think about the possible consequences of their behaviour, not only the impact it might have on themselves, but also the bigger picture and upon others .. a bit like that old saying look before you leap .. thank you for visiting today .. Neville

      • Violet bluebell( used to be yellow rose)

        Yeah thinking before acting ..I think some people don’t think
        Enough when in the wrong way mentally or emotionally .. and then do things they then feel bad about .

        I know what you mean



      • orchidee

        A fine write N.

        • Neville



          that's just fine .. thanks awfully Mr. O

          • orchidee

            Is it in any metre - a 7.7.7.7. or a 10.4.7.6. or whatever ya want?! lol.
            Technically, to call it 'metre', it must have certain accented syllables in the lines. Me poetry skills don't stretch to that, so I call it 'format' now, or just give the numbers - like bingo!

          • arqios

            Wow that was intense. And many times truth has been proven stranger than fiction.

            • Neville



              like I said .. just another day at the office .. cheers CB ... N

            • MendedFences27

              Here, attempting suicide is a crime. She would have been prosecuted. Really, compensation?
              Some people ought to be more aware
              of the consequences of their actions.
              Your poem highlights the results of today's "It's all about me!" attitude. How the hell does one peel a grape? Just another excellent piece of writing. Enjoyed it. - Phil A.

              • Neville



                thanks for contributing to this little, social experiment Phil .. Neville

              • Goldfinch60

                There are no such things as accidents these days as all people want to do is blame somebody else and get money from them!

                Andy

                • Neville



                  a lot of people sure do ..

                • Doggerel Dave

                  Well I just ain’t sure whether this is a tale or true reportage, and yeh I know a gentleman never tells. Thus I’m left to make my own mind up about that….
                  Either way, irony is something I’m well into, so thanks for a bit of dark entertainment, Neville.

                  • Neville



                    both sadly & unfortunately very true .. the poetry was an embellishment, I believe she was writing out a list or something .. I have seen this twice to date .. different women, same bridge & no kidding .. thanks for paying a visit .. Neville

                  • L. B. Mek

                    Hyung,
                    I bow to your empathetic endurance
                    I can barely handle my own sht
                    let alone walk through life, wading
                    through other people's, mire...
                    (escapism as our artform of ignorance
                    we assume, all is fair
                    in our neurotic crutches of life
                    even when those crutches are formed
                    of the goodwill ashes
                    of those who invested in us, or
                    the innocent collateral damage
                    of the
                    thoughtless choice we make in life..)

                    • Neville



                      and then there are those days when nothing makes sense or seems to matter at all .. thank you brother M .. N

                    • Christina8

                      The fact that she killed someone whether she was injured or not should send her straight to prison.....no compensation for that kind of dumbassery in America!

                      • Neville



                        It’s a funny old world out there .. good to have you back C .. N 😎👍



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