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Hi, the title might not be a good one, but I had to think of something, as I did not want to have two poems named untitled on the front page, both my me. Anyway, this one is different from my last one. I wrote this one a lot quicker. I just had an idea and ran with it.

I learned what '(RC)' means, so critique me up, ruthlessly. Since this is my second poem, and my first was at least not horrible, I have a tad bit more confidence.

Also, I don't know if i want the last word to be 'peace' or 'silence' or something else. Helping me with this, would be appreciated.

How will he tell them?
What will he say?
The thoughts hound him, as he envies
those who are not...
there

Can he go to prison for... an accident?
Will his parents be angered?
Self-hatred fills his heart, as he realizes
the idiocy of his own...
pleasure

But it's too late, right?
It's already behind him?
The cars are interwoven... broken, as all there
lie in pieces, resembling a shattered...
puzzle

But, What matters if they know who did it?
Can the future always compensate for the past?
Thoughts of escape quickly come and then slowly... go, as he realizes
its futility and...
impossibility

Is there any way out of this?
Can he escape this reality?
His tireless mind looks for tranquility, as he grasps tighter
and tighter, then...
peace

[Arwen Evenstar]

Hey, welcome to CGR, I am also pretty new here...
I think this was a good poem, especially because it was really intense. But I am not that talented with poetry myself, so I am not gonna RC you... Hope my opinion counts anyway!