Eulogy for . . .

This is my eulogy. The death of me.

Eulogy for . . . Brittney Reese

 

Born May 17, 1989

She died today and was buried under the Jesus sign

She left behind clothes but didn’t care about trends

Inside her car, she left a letter for family and friends

It reads, “I love y’all to death, for life is no friend of mine. You’ll know it’s my time when God carves love across the sunshine.  I didn’t commit suicide; it was more of a sacrifice.  Bury me a G like Pac, ‘cause God knows I’ve paid the price.  I picked up the knife twice but envisioned my family.  I don’t want y’all crying so I changed my mind about the balcony.  Momma, you are my protection and daddy’s my preacher.  Comfort mommy Carline, Alline, Callen, Evette, Felicia, and Keisha.  It was a difficult letter to write but I could never say this.  If life was a game, I could never play this.  From my ’91 Honda Accord to my ’96 Toyota.  Maya Angelou told me why the caged bird sings yet I could never quote her.  I was free to roam the streets and see pieces of the world.  But I seemed restricted into this moist less bubble being told I’m only a girl.  Wait. . . I forgot to say goodbye to my grandparents and my aunts and uncles too.  A special thanks to my Glass Ladies; I will miss you ladies too.  A night on the town would keep me from negatively thinking.  I’d usually go drive around to avoid drinking.  Then I open my eyes and I see my life at a stand still.  I matrix it and swallow the red pill . . . I grow dizzy and I fade away, leaving no expression on my face as a display.  One pill didn’t work so I’ve decided to take two.  In these last few lines I will forget to misconstrue . . . my thoughts and love as I slip this letter into my car . . . and head back into my room to stitch my spiritual scar.  Before I go, know that I am not who the world thought me to be and I wish I would have taken initiative when I could.  Now as I lay my troubles to rest, I’ll lay this letter under the hood…”

Now today I eulogize Ms. Brittney Reese under the sunrise

As I watch the audience glow with stunned surprise

They all came to mourn the final peak of the deceased

Never thinking it would be read by her, Brittney Reese!

 

 

: Last Remarks: - A part of me died on this day I won’t mention but also brought reformation to my sorrows.  Now, I stare proudly as recovery leads me into tomorrow.

 

Reviews

[Kena Dawn Augustine]

INTENSE!!!

i applaud you for stripping your soul bare for us in this piece, and you know what? i've been to where you were too, and so i feel your pain. When something that drastic happens, it's almost as if you were "reborn' your old self died and a new person, full of awareness and gratitude is reborn. I completely understand. also....Shoot, you are ten years younger than me. you are only 19? wow, you write very well.

i love this part:

my thoughts and love as I slip this letter into my car . . . and head back into my room to stitch my spiritual scar.

[The Mad Prophet]

Interesting to say the least. Very well done. I hope this experience made you stronger inside.

[Angel's Lady]

Damn, this is some powerful stuff you've written, R.
My mother committed suicide, so don't ever do it. It affects generations of people and that circle is very widespread. Good write, but keep it to the paper, please, for you affect me with what you write.

[Silent Kim aka mizmetap..]

Powerful write. We all seem to go into these dark places, and we find ourselves alone in them. we tend to wander around lost and confused. We as writers are truely blessed we have an outlet to release these dark feelings, to help wash away the pain.

Your comments saying you died and were rebornis beautiful, you confirm that there is always hope, if you end your life too soon, you might miss the blessing that was waiting for you tomorrow.

I just junked a 91 accord. She was a good car, she hust got to needy, need a new transmission, new engine, new paint, new car.....$2.00 and a bus for now!!!LOL Good seeing you around.