I have fears I try to distract
My heart doesn’t know who to trust
The driver, the road, or the darkness ahead
All I see is dust and headlights
Cold wind beats my face at 85 km/hr
The unsteady roar of the car fills my ears
My mind is filled with a thousand ‘What ifs’
I have fears I need to distract
Why is it that darkness feels bipolar?
Some nights I walk it, feeling dauntless
Other nights, my tongue is my heart
I see faces where they shouldn’t be
Maybe I should read a book
Shut off the voices in my head
Maybe I should focus on anything but the road
I have fears I have to distract