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Aug 2013
It is a long winding road,
Sleep is not an option nor is stopping,
Drifting in and out of lanes passing life's struggles,
Keep                                  eyes                                   open,
Motion                                can be                                     foul,
Sounds                                  lights                                         lost,
Questioning            my           Broken           sanity              Carefully,
Go Faster                               Faster                                 Go Faster
Hands                                  shifting                                     gears,
It's invigorating possibly the most blissfully experience in dreams,
Sight is blurring lights turning red,  ears are ringing, mouth dry,
Slowing is not an option,  hours seemed to have passed,
Alone in my words                                Alone in my head
Shaking hard and                                   breathing heavily,
Fear is no concept                               and there is no pain,
Road turns to rubble                        there were no signs,
The car beneath my feet disappears, I am running,
Running as fast as I can, reaching into my chest,
Hand clasping my beating heart, it's warm,
The earth beneath my feet pushes me,
There is no road there never was,
Just me alone with my heart.
I'd say it's a portrait of me but that means I have a weird looking face with no ears. Please enjoy and comment to your hearts content.
Kyle madill Baker
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