a drive down a lost road at night
i think the words and they float off my tongue
the wheel steers away and the feeling fades
conflict clicks and my feelings engage
locked up with no keys for my cage
but onwards i head to nowhere fast
away from the place i left you last
i stare into the road, the pitch dark
and then the dark becomes the world
and then the world is no more
and then i wake up and you're a reflection in the glass
you're not here with me but you guide my car
i'm buckled in the past, watching everything pass
from this i can derive that you'll always be alive,
whether i like it or not, you'll always want to drive
our eyes meet; you look the same, it's no surprise
my mouth agape, i ask "what do i miss?"
you say it's something i lack, something i cannot track
an issue so deep that to fix is to crack
to admit, divulge, let the weight off my back
the hardest truth is the simplest fact
i accept the words that roll into my ears,
down my throat and through my lungs
my mind climbing a ladder of infinite rungs
i stare into the road, aimless gaze
a drive down a lost road at night
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Poetryredefinition; sculpting, acceptance. figuring out which way to go. questioning mortality. new sense of direction. restarting internal insurrections. letting go and standing tall. "in a cave where light cannot be a winding maze of multiple ways to es...
