#speeding
When you have the
NEED FOR SPEED,
FOR THE ADRENALINE RUSH,
Oh, YES INDEED!!!,
Like your feet are
practically off the ground,
You want to go faster, and
You can't SEEM TO SLOW DOWN,
AS IF LIFE is PASSING YOU BY,
You WANNA GO FAST,
Like it's gonna just OVERLOOK YOU,
THEY SAY SATISFACTION DOESN'T LAST,
What exactly are you SPEEDING TO??
The end of the ROAD???
If so, you will hit a DEAD END,
I WOULD SLOW IT DOWN,
IF I WERE YOU!!!,
JUST MAKING A
DECLARATION MY FRIEND,
WHEN YOU HAVE THE NEED FOR SPEED,
THAT HUNGER AND THE GREED,
SUCCESS!!!
IS NOT ON YOUR SIDE, but
YOU STILL TRY TO SUCCEED,
You're are PUSHING YOUR LIMITS,
You are trying to GET FAR, but,
You're starting to SLOW DOWN,
DROPPING LIKE A FALLING STAR,
The PACE and the MOMENTUM,
is how you come to be, because
DEEP DOWN WITHIN YOU........
YOU HAVE THE NEED FOR SPEED!!!
B.R.
Date: 5/22/2025
May 22, 2025
May 22, 2025 at 8:32 PM UTC
There is a Kojack
holding a Kodak
down Ferry Lane.
Smile for the camera!
The driver tries with their all,
to brake but their bravado falls.
The camera flash initiates
detaining a parade of number plates,
in a spectacle of haste,
each capturing a moment
of transient taste.
Their reward -
a pricey speeding fine
as they cross the finish line.
©️Lizzie Bevis
Nov 7, 2024
Nov 7, 2024 at 4:16 AM UTC
I've got the pedal to the metal on a highway to hell.
Gotta keep my eyes on the road. Only time will tell.
I struggle and suffer through each passing day.
Gotta change my route, Gotta change my ways.
I see the exits that are off to my right, as each lonely day
shrivels into night.
The hands of the clock aggressively tick. No time to decide, I've gotta be quick.
The exit sign reads "green pastures, still waters ahead". Gotta decide, or else I'll be dead. The sun rises in the east and sets in west, foolishly speeding forward at least I'm trying my best. Ignoring the signs warning "danger ahead!". I've gotta turn off, or else Ill be dead.
So focused, so determined, to barrel ahead.
Why can't I stop? Why don't I hit the brake? Its right there!
Turn off for Gods sake!
"Still waters, green pastures ahead". I rush along as if nothings been said.
"Excuse me, Lord? What did you say?" As I struggle and suffer through each passing day.
"I've told you once and I've told you twice. Is there really a need for you to be told thrice?"
I say "No Lord, the sign is there, I see. No need for a thrice, the problem is me.
The sun rises from the east and sets in the West, you know Lord, at least I'm trying my best."
"Still waters, green pastures ahead". With deaf ears I've heard it all said. Barreling forward. Soon Ill be dead.
"Still waters, green pastures ahead."
Oct 21, 2020
Oct 21, 2020 at 8:31 AM UTC
The concept of being deceivingly perfect.
For you were the someone who I wanted to stay.
I‘d constantly remind myself not to expect
cause you were a race car in a speeding highway.
I thought that I’d actually be getting somewhere.
We were going in full speed but never stopping.
With the familiar cool breeze running through my hair,
You were just speeding past while I was still walking.
Sep 15, 2019
Sep 15, 2019 at 7:30 AM UTC
It's like I spend my life
Speeding through rivers
With the occasional wade or float
But when I sit and let the water catch me up
My life no longer flies
Instead the world passes me by
For a change
May 16, 2019
May 16, 2019 at 2:19 PM UTC
windows down
twenty over
rain pouring in
back seats are covered
world is ours
time to takeover
no more fear
happiness rediscovered
Feb 18, 2018
Feb 18, 2018 at 3:18 PM UTC
Rain, so fine just like dust
looking at sky, purple,
over-the-top roller coasters
Peaking at 92 mph
dodging the yellow
More than numbers, I passed
Cardboard windshield for glass
Clarity, it comes and goes
I need to slow down
Even when I'm
Not going
Fast enough.
Jul 28, 2017
Jul 28, 2017 at 10:40 PM UTC
"Stop texting and driving! Thats illegal!",
I shout out as I speed
past a car
on the freeway.
Jan 12, 2017
Jan 12, 2017 at 10:29 PM UTC
Anxiety for me feels much more fast-paced than others, or so it seems.
My mind takes full control as if I were a passenger in a car.
Looking side to side at all the other cars,
They all look the same yet different.
Then we get on the highway and everything changes.
It makes me want to be in a car wreck,
So my eyes can finally see the yield sign,
And my brain can stop going over the speed limit.
Jul 3, 2015
Jul 3, 2015 at 5:48 PM UTC
The solo road takes hold. I don't know where it goes, but where it goes I go.
A midnight’s drive under a sky full of clouds, blocking the moonlight.
Only the glimpse of a shimmering star guides my way, but to what I do not know.
A night of indifference, just going where this winding road takes me, but
I can barely see that shining star through clouds of hesitation.
The road is a one lane highway to a destination unknown
the fog is so dense it is like a layer of blankets used to hide the fears of a child in the dark.
At this point I wonder if it can hide my fears as well.
Do I even want to hide from these fears at all or should I stand up to the inevitable?
My engine’s sputtering, stalling, my car’s running out of gas and I feel like I just might crash.
I put my foot to the gas and hope that I wont fly through the glass and end up with my car smashed, because this car is my only way off this **** road in the first place.
I see no headlights coming my way even though I pray that one day I will see a light at the end of this godforsaken road but the day isn't today.
Some days I pray that I will lay on the road face down
with a trail of my essence turning the road red with release
but other days I carry on like it was my job to mindlessly keep both of my hands on the steering wheel and hope that at the end of this road, there’s an exit sign,
and that all I need’s a little more time.
Because night after night, my hands grip the wheel so hard my knuckles turn white as the fog that clouds my vision day after day.
My sighs echo down this ever growing street, every twist and turn feels like another reason
to unbuckle my seatbelt and open the door because
I’m going 85 in a 50 and I can’t even see my own headlights on the road
my vision is blurred and my mind is as foggy as the road I drive on.
Every now and again I wonder what the point is
I can barely remember the day I started driving, it was so long ago
and I pray for the day when I can wash this fog away in rain,
that I’ll find an exit and take it.
Nov 4, 2014
Nov 4, 2014 at 10:46 PM UTC
you gave my heart
a speeding ticket,
for beating too fast.
Jul 17, 2014
Jul 17, 2014 at 6:40 PM UTC