Jul 2015
Red light's burning.
Im tired.
I can feel my mind breaking apart,
My soul repressed,
My blood emptying its veins.
Hollow, yeah that's what i think i've become.
Can i just run away?
Push the key inside the ignition
And drive.
Just drive,
Anywhere the mind will take.
This is new.
It's raw and cold.
I feel drifted
Away....
Miles, miles away from you.
and too bad i don't know the way back home.
- Ø -
Im tired.
I can feel my mind breaking apart,
My soul repressed,
My blood emptying its veins.
Hollow, yeah that's what i think i've become.
Can i just run away?
Push the key inside the ignition
And drive.
Just drive,
Anywhere the mind will take.
This is new.
It's raw and cold.
I feel drifted
Away....
Miles, miles away from you.
and too bad i don't know the way back home.
- Ø -
i was thinking about this poem when i drove to the woods with a couple of friends and i quickly ask my friend to drive from there & change seats so i can write this.
