I wrote this poem freestlye also as of 8:00 pm EST, so it may not be my best, but its real. It is the continuation or part 2 of "21" the poem i wrote yesterday. It will be in my second poetry album latter in 2008. PLEASE LEAVE YOUR COMMENTS and I hope you enjoy! Thanks.
21 Part 2 (Suicide) (c) Zurrell Loriez 2007
Tomorrow the sun will rise on April 23 But, Lord, I wish I wouldn’t see it.
April 23 1986, on that day birth was given to me And Tomorrow, today I wish to take it away, If only I had the nerve to get in the car today And drive to the grave The life my mother gave.
I can see it now On the highway with cruise control And intentionally steer the wheel to lose control Swerving and curving Over the solid line marked to prevent my departure To end a life that just wasn’t worth serving
I see the headlights coming, Those high beams of the unfortunate one Those beams of white light so pure and bright I imagine I am driving toward my redemption Then I don’t hear anything, no bang or pang No blood no hurt no pain. I then rest peacefully from the life that had driven me insane.
RIP Zurrell Loriez Missed by no one April 23, 1986 – April 23, 2007
an intriguing presentation that delves into the fantasized realms of suicidal reality ... some questions come to mind ... did you mother die at birth? when you swerved the car over the solid white line, how did the solid white line prevent your departure and at the same time end a life not worth saving? beside this confusion on my part, i found the poem a intensive psychological journey coveting to preclude its torment while at the same time desiring remedy ...
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Please accept my congratulations on your published novel and book of poetry. That's quite a lot to show for "21" years.
Happy Birthday and many more productive years to you and your gifted pen,
Aberjhani