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Driven

Headlights carve a path
Into the late night
As the backdrop scenery
Blurs
Eerie skyline at midnight
With no moon in sight
Resonates a foreboding
Gloom

As the heavy petal
Meets screaming metal
This craving for speed
Accelerates, fueling my needs

With a machine hand
And a crushing grip on fear
This paranoia is more than I can stand
As my bipolar reactions shift gears

Driving me insane

Fuel injected veins
Networked to a gasoline heart
I can’t stop the train
Of these thoughts as they spark

As the road merges into one lane

My heart is darkly ridden
And my life is as such
By this madness I am driven
As I slam down the clutch

Here comes the driving rain

The car slips and slides
I fight for control
Which I cannot derive
Careening through signs and potholes
This is the end of the road I surmise

And now, devastating pain

Flipping on its side
I can’t get a grip
There’s nowhere else to hide
All my senses trip
Marking the end of this ride

Within inches of termination
There is only one final question:
Why’d I do it?
You drove me to it

Author notes

One of my favorite dark pieces. enjoy.

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Comments

  • Intense story, but I'm afraid the last line fell flat for the entire write (in my measly opinion anyway!)
    If you had said "It was a good idea at the time" it would've gone well with the bipolar vein that ran through this one
    nicely done though! loved your haphazard references to different catastrophes that made this whole thing flow amazingly well!
    enjoyed it - thanks for sharing