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Telephone poles flicker past
Eating up this tarmac
Only one speed, fast
Racing like we're on a track

Smoke rollin out the window
Cold brews in the console
Eyes closing from the dro
Bodies loose from the alcohol

Jammin them back road tunes
This is how we roll
Peanut butter and mushrooms
Some X for a real good stroll

Feelin like we're floatin
You know we're totin
Driving round and round
So lost we don't wanna be found

Sounds dangerous you say?
You may think me insane
But I find it all mundane
It's just an average weekday

Hittin the road I call it
Covering county after county

If the authorities only saw it
We'd fetch a hefty bounty
That's all I wanted
Was not to be shunted
A GOOD morning
To make it A Good Morning
Dealing with these devils
Dealing with all these levels
Dealing with it all reveals
Dealing with it all heals

Dealing with my broken thoughts
Dealing with putting them back in their slots

Dealing with cards from my heart
Dealing with intent to restart
Dealing with my best poker face
Dealing with these thoughts of haste

Dealing with all this nonsense
Dealing with it all in silent recompense
I don't do this for the thank you

I do it for you and only you

These rhymes I do chime
I hope they will calm in time
The roaming of your heart

Bringing me not a part
Instead the whole thing

Our pinkys would make a ring
Our thumbs we'd kiss

Squeezing them together
We'd seal Our Promise
Too much goin on
Beneath this duck pond
Calm on the surface
Below so nervous

I come off so confident
Oh but if you only knew.

Floating around in my head
Nothing but a Brain Stew.

Making me feel like a Basket Case
I cannot properly interface.

With Mainstream Society

I seem to run cross current
Something almost Abhorrent
Just so slightly different
Not quite a part of this Torrent
Let's get this coaster  Rollin
to my station's dark end.
I'll take you for a  Strollin
to my world of pretend

There will be
            Once you pass
                        Through this glass
     No more me

Trapped in this prison
Two tiny windows, no door
Panic level rising
Cannot take much more

Head pounding that invisible stall
You regret ever trusting me at all
Tricked you much to my glee
"Gotta split, I'll be sure to call"

"Oh, before I go"
"You may want to know'
"To escape that stall
someone else must fall"

"Welcome to my mind"
"I hope you enjoy your time"
These beats thumping
In my chest confirm
My blood is pumping
I begin to squirm

Their message powerful
I hope they never stop
Fading slowly to a halt
My body would drop

Thundering in my soul
Beating of a drum roll
Commands movements
That just make sense

Rhythm in my chest
I move effortless
Heart upon my sleeve
Movement mirroring my feelings

Dancing to this music
These Heartbeat's beats beat
I hope they never **** them
Leaving me bleeding incomplete
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