midnight roads
have never felt
so alone
headlights burning
down highways
less traveled
looking for something
to push me
over the edge
something
I swore
I’d never
return to
the numbness machine
the monster
meshing
with a broken state
corrupt data
running wild
a manic pulse
distorting
ones and zeroes
conditioned
and unconditioned
to the highs
and lows
of addiction
I felt the signal
drop
and lost
control
I chased the light
but crashed
on the fall
now I continue
down roads
never traveled
with a new
way of seeing
midnight roads
are less alone
my star
burns brighter
now that I’ve
awoken
to a new
lease on life
Apr 25
Apr 25, 2026 at 11:48 PM UTC
midnight roads
have never felt
so alone
headlights burning
down highways
less traveled
looking for something
to push me
over the edge
something
I swore
I’d never
return to
the numbness machine
the monster
meshing
with a broken state
corrupt data
running wild
a manic pulse
distorting
ones and zeroes
conditioned
and unconditioned
to the highs
and lows
of addiction
I felt the signal
drop
and lost
control
I chased the light
but crashed
on the fall
now I continue
down roads
never traveled
with a new
way of seeing
midnight roads
are less alone
my star
burns brighter
now that I’ve
awoken
to a new
lease on life
Back on the road after a relapse.
This is what it feels like when the noise, the cravings, and the truth all hit at once.
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