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Shifting Gears
The rain splashes down
My vision gradually distorting
As the small waterfall
Makes .i.ts way down my windshield
The glare of headlights
Complicate the nerves in my mind
Blinking to regain control
As more water s.wish.es its way
Off metal in beads onto soaked pavement
Hydroplane reaching .i.t's peak
As the needle slowly approaches 90
I can barely make out arrows going left
Pushing the weapon way past its limits
In conditions where surviving is low
Suddenly
The sign folds into the reinforced glass
An intense ride was to be .had.
As the vehicle had entered no-man's-land
And I lay almost g.one. on the side of the road
Blood begins to rush from minor flesh wounds
I'm tightly clutching at my aching side
I don't think I can take any .more. of this
Why couldn't to.day. have gone as planned
Instead of shifting gears right into a ditch
.with. no one to come to my rescue
I could have been sitting on a porch or
Watching a movie cuddled up with .you.
And as I come to my senses and sit upright in bed
The dream of dying hasn't come true,
And that I'm glad of
But the dream of living
Is still a dream
