drivin around in my automobile
Thick, white fog engulfs this place
Driving circles on an endless chase
What is this place I haven’t been here
so uneasy and my mind’s not clear
I ended up where I began
Junky dealers and their clan
I don’t belong, my heart is pounding
In the distance gunshots sounding
Hours driving, driving fast
All the places I drove past
No sense of direction, I’m so misled
I didn’t take the way that you said
Once again, turned around
No sign of life to be found.
So alone, lost and drained
The road is wet where it rained
tires slipping, gas still burning
And all this time I am learning
I can’t go out on my own
Even though I am grown
I need someone here beside me
Pointing out all the signs to see
Keep on talking, walk me through this
To find a place that I can’t miss
Common places that seem familiar
Instead of here that’s so peculiar
Finally a street I have taken
All of this was forsaken
My phone is dying , gas light blinking
Heightened feelings quickly sinking
Unsettled, disrupted, and so frustrated
This ride I took completely hated!
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