I crashed on life choice lane

Inspired by an actual street called life choice lane

I took a drive on a manic day,

And turned the corner way too fast.

My actions caught up to me at last,

And I crashed my car on life choice lane. 

So I stood there as the engine smoked,

And pondered on nonsensical things:

Such as how the caged bird still sings

Despite a shortage of dopamine. 

Hallowed be thy name o' Lorde,

Somehow still playing through my radio.

Sound waves bounce against the pavement and echo,

Making the loneliness even louder. 

I'm left to kick rocks on life choice lane.

There's a dent in the stop sign pole,

For everyone who has paid the toll

Of dealing with my sorry a*s. 

But now they're gone,

And now I'm gone.

Author's Note

I welcome all critiques. Thanks!