to speak while one is maddened
is driving whilst blindfolded
you do know what you're doing
yet at the same time, you don't

the anger and frustration
is a deep and heavy fog
that envelops all your sense
and whisks it away from you

your hands grip the steering wheel
and your foot steps on the gas
you don't know where you're going
you just know you have to drive

while you know that it's reckless
it simply cannot be helped
you're blinded by a purpose
that you know isn't worth it

the breaks are all but broken
and there's nowhere left to turn
the journey will have to end
at your point or another

you can't see the aftermath
but sorely, you can feel it
like watching a tidal wave
when it crashes, so will you