6am driving

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I hate 6am driving

Eating my breakfast on the road, making a mess on the seat

Crumbs fall into every crook, cranny, crevice

Copious caffeine fights the urge to fall asleep at the wheel

Because I've got a destination to go & I don't wanna die

Though I wanna sleep, though I wanna dream

Too tired to keep my eyes open, & the rising sun blinds them

Roll down the windows & turn up the volume

Adjust the visors & sing along to each song

Talk to myself, keep myself company, keep myself awake, keep myself sane

Count the houses I'm passing by, imagine what might be inside

Sometimes I wonder what would happen if I just stopped off wherever I pleased

Explored these places I've never been

Or if I just kept driving & driving to someplace I've never seen

Gave myself a new story 

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