in lack of warmth to press away
trembling, crackling thoughts
resonating in my head
sometimes it's empty in there
steady rhythm of cascading snowfall
humming guitar strings bleeding
with every pick and measured swing
the sinking sunset and strips of black clouds
hands gone cold, skimming the steering wheel
driving where no one ever goes, where my feelings
today could just flutter and roam,
the rumble of the engine, I could feel
tumble over the train tracks
I drove for hours to the country side
swaying golden stalks and rolling hills
where even the clouds and horizon flirt
I drove with the music pounding into the metal
with nothing but silence to soothe the rampage
windows rolled and the wind bellowed
whipping my ears to stinging numbness
a grin creeping as the sunlight glinted
singing, really, through the branches and trees
pockets of snow hiding in shadows
sometimes I wonder how I can be happy
when I want to be loved so badly
to want someone to hold me
yet so content in my own company,
I drove, far far away
until the sun set and the stars begin to glint
the ******* galaxy immersed
I was a deer caught in headlights
as the music and bitter taste in my mouth
couldn't even compare to the way
I wanted a syllable spoken
in my passenger seat