waking up, hating that i had woken up.
going on, and on
                                   about how unfair my life was.
i'd gotten used to second guessing myself.
                                  These were my thoughts,
                                  during sunshine, and during darkness.
This was my life.

Driving down the interstate.
                                      Going 70, on the icy 94.
                                      About an inch of fluffy snow,
Oh how they love it.

Adrenaline pumping the blood in my veins.
                                   A shout, here and there.
                                    Shifting side to side.
Eyes opened wide.


But could this be?, how can it be?,
                                     Had I yelled so much I forgot
                                     To listen to the road calling me?
Was this light post the last thing I'd see?

"Is this how it is to be dead?"
                                     I dont know who I was asking.
                                     With the feel of fretfulness coming over me.
"I dont know what to do now".

"Please God!, I'm Sorry!, I'm just So Sorry!,
                                     but I cant die!, I cant leave my daughter alone,
                                      In this cruel World"
But no one responded.

"Please dont leave me alone with my thoughts"
                                         I pleaded over and over and over.
                                         That never ending feeling of despair,
Made me realize...

That-
            was
                     my
                           Hell.