Crooked Road

Lost

Squares of light reflect off my scapula

Strands of hair fall from grace

Life is one big slap in the face

Dissolving all the taste

Pushing you into haste

What do you really deserve?

Why do you choose to question

When all you have to do is listen

Driving on an abandoned road

Stopping at a dry gas station

Gargling the dust in the air

Choking on scalding car exhaust

You are the motor now

Flesh stripped to metal

Bare as a f*****g kettle

Pressure in your head, screaming

Shouting, Crying, Questioning

Cursing your God, blaming Him

Burning your oil into clouds of hate

God sends rain to rust your machine

Washes away the smoke and the dust

Sprouts a seed in your lung

Exhale your final question

S**t out your only answer

There is no adequate solution to this

Saluting the driver in your head

Small hands at the controls, driving you

Driving you to the edge

The cliff of demise

Grab the sprouting vines and pull

Author's Note

Don't think about it

Reviews

[Naraly Godinez]

I love it but naturally I did think about it to late :)
There is still hope in their poem as dark as it may seem rain seed vein wash away all dust

[Sami Khalil]

"Exhale your final question

S**t out your only answer

There is no adequate solution to this

Saluting the driver in your head

Small hands at the controls, driving you

Driving you to the edge

The cliff of demise"

A dark but goood write...Thank you for sharing...:).................