Night Trip Therapy

poem by: Theresa Taylor
Written on Jun 30, 2016 

Driving this way makes it seem
Like the wind's the only one that's listening
I need more time
To make things right in my mind
There's no hope for this wicked heart
Tires speeding in the dark
What if it wasn't me, if it was you?
Where would you go? What would you do?
Pedal to the metal on this road
Thoughts of you in tow

 

Tags: sad, deep, pain, dark,

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