Highway 98

My mind is a highway

Cars race rapidly

The rubber burns and the reek lingers

Skid marks line the inside of my skull

Smoke and debris cloud my brain

Sometime's there's traffic 

They screech to a halt

And wait

and wait

and wait

I sit in the shower

and silently weep

There's no medium on Highway 98

Either too fast or too slow

I'm trapped

I can't cross the street

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

"My mind is a highway
Cars race rapidly
The rubber burns and the reek lingers
Skid marks line the inside of my skull
Smoke and debris cloud my brain

Sometime's there's traffic
They screech to a halt"
This is one of the most unique analogy of the mind that I ever came across. A very good one indeed. Thank you for sharing...:)

[Steve]

This sounds like you are talking about MY mind! lol