The wheel clinched tight
Fingers numb and white
Hyperventilating
Counting to ten
Anxieties curse
Mind, a devine quality
Over....
Thinking
A flash of death as her passengers lay lifeless
Death
She pictures faces
A ****** mess
Stillness
Everyone sits singing and unblemished
A true definition of mangled point of view
A routine her mind has provided
Someone else hits the petal accelerating
She is familiar with picturing the world dying
She is now stamped with, "I'm part of the ****** up society"
Stay clear
She is endearing
The tea cup world believes she is dangerous
Jun 12, 2016
Jun 12, 2016 at 12:16 AM UTC
The wheel clinched tight
Fingers numb and white
Hyperventilating
Counting to ten
Anxieties curse
Mind, a devine quality
Over....
Thinking
A flash of death as her passengers lay lifeless
Death
She pictures faces
A ****** mess
Stillness
Everyone sits singing and unblemished
A true definition of mangled point of view
A routine her mind has provided
Someone else hits the petal accelerating
She is familiar with picturing the world dying
She is now stamped with, "I'm part of the ****** up society"
Stay clear
She is endearing
The tea cup world believes she is dangerous
