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Driving Without a Destination
Driving without a destination
My window opened, thoughts of rumination
The winds flowing, transporting relaxation
Light up a cig, a sense of hallucination
When I’m stressed I wanna scream
Jump out of my body and vanish
Lately, I’ve been overwhelmed
Man, instead of fighting, I just bottle it up in my well
I search for a way to avoid exploding
That’s why I drive away with my window opened
Better days are coming
For now I’ll just drive, I’ll just drive without stopping
These are my earthly wings
At night I escape and take my soul for a trip
Is like a deep trance, from which I don’t want to get back
As soon as I get back to the house, I’m trapped
Driving without a destination
My window opened, thoughts of rumination
The winds flowing, transporting relaxation
Light up a cig, a sense of hallucination
Ad finem
Forgive the brevity of this critique. This poem is quite strong, There is definitely solid emotion here, in the emotional and intellectual core of the poem "drive away with my window opened"
almost like when you drive away it feels like you can fly , momentarily free...
Peace
Dylan
"One of the best results of life, is the torment of love"
Dylan Eliot
Thank you very much for your
Thank you very much for your comment. Yes, is one of the momentary solutions, one of those drugs of choice. like all the other ones, "drugs", money, work, etc... that we use to fulfill our needs.
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