55 Doesn't Matter

Staring back at my reflection,
Trying to find that deep connection,
Once who I was reigned strong and true,
Now that person's out of view.

I usually drive down this dirt road home,
But tonight I've never felt so alone,
So I ventured off onto a new path,
Just like the ones less traveled that never last.

I looked for signs to find a speed,
Drove on and on yet not one to read,
Concentrating on this desire,
My wheels began to burn like fire.

At the end of this road there came a bridge,
It was long and winding over a ridge,
As I slowly rolled on with a since of fear,
Something kept calling me and pulling me near.

Once crossed the bridge I did with ease,
I looked ahead at what was before me,
A paved road beheld with a limit of 55,
Weird how having no limits made me feel so alive!

But with this limit ahead I did not feel free,
Yet this amazing sensation was still taking over me,
With this spark back and a heart beat to patter,
I realized that 55 didn't matter.

Pedal to the medal and gone like a flash,
I was willing to race on with a mad roaring dash,
I'd never look back and just roll on ahead,
This never ending road may proclaim me dead.

Twisting and turning this road never ends,
Until suddenly I came upon when it did,
Slamming on brakes with a thud and a clash,
I layed there forever on the unbeaten path.

This road claimed my life too soon to be sure,
One small sense of freedom my heart did adore,
Justifying my soul I thought back on the past,
I drew in my last breath closed my eyes and then passed.

Reviews

[Stephen]

Your stuffs are now getting in my heart ... I adore this poem and the tile's so attractive (strong to attract people reading this) ...believe me, I never wanted to end reading this piece .. even I wished to read it without ending but as we all know everything which's started has got end so, I cuff my heart and say, "Ah! It's ok.. Kelly's amazing at writing so, don't be sad if this piece's been ended .. you can read her many other coolio stuffs as much as you want to" and my heart replies, "Oh' yeah .. I just forgot that she's written many stuffs ..whao..Kelly's awesome. If this poem won't have been ended how could I jump to her next beautiful stuffs reading with the time?" I cracked and smile and whispered to myself, "The world's got a talent, a talent which needs hard-work, believe and passion"

Lovely poem, I love reading your stuffs.

You know what? Suddenly, I don't know why, a question hit on my mind as I reach nearby the end of the piece .. How much time you devoted penning down this beautiful poem or how much time you utilized making it complete.. like days, minutes, seconds, hours, weeks, months..what? Am really very curious to know and I just want to know the answer, no matter what.

[Kelly Danielle Hall]

Thanks for your review. It made my day with your quote "coolio stuffs"! But actually I don't write these poems down. I kept a poetry journal through middle school, but none of my poems come from it. I write all the time from freehand, and all the poems I've posted on this site are straight from my heart to the keyboard. Mostly I look at things during the day or listen to conversations to inspire a title. Once I have a title I write the title down and when I get home I just come up with the words to make up the poem. Like in this poem, I was driving home from band practice one day and there was a speed limit sign saying 55. Earlier that morning I had a close accurance with another vehicle, but luckily I did not wreck. I was going 55 when the accident almost happened. So all through the day I had been driving more slowly. I said to myself when I looked at this sign "55 doesn't matter".

[Stephen]

Ah! That's all my pleasure! Am glad you love my thoughts especially that my fav. quote "Coolio Stuffs" .. I mostly label my thought invoking quotes to those writer who, I think, are the best one at writing so, I think, you are the best one. Yeah, I got that thing ..you know what? When first I was reading this ..I was a little bit confused to think ..what's exactly the "55" is? But I kept continuing my reading and in a mean while, I got the concept what you were talking of ..it was about speed limit and see ..I was right ;) Hey..don't drive very fast because "Speed Thrills But Kills" ..be remember! Nevermind, am glad you've got some knacks penning down the stuffs or hitting the keyboard words via the words of your own soft heart. Keep writing and heyy ..don't think, your bad at writing ...No..No .. your really cool at writing and believe me, I really do love reading your stuffs because You right right from the heart and the stuffs which come right from the heart always impress readers and pulls 'em again and again reading more stuffs so, keep writing coolio stuffs with your beautiful heart.

[Kelly Danielle Hall]

Awh! Thankies! ^_^