Miles Per Hour
60 mph
Wind in my hair. Thoughts in my mind. Both running wild.
I close my eyes and feel the wind on my skin as I drive away from our worries.
Leaving behind the scars and the wounds.
50 mph
For a moment I forget the past.
Captivated by the beauty of the crescent moon,
Hanging low in the sky.
40 mph
The night clouds are hard to spot,
But if you look closely you can see some floating by.
The stars are playing hide and seek,
Some shining bright, some shy.
30 mph
You can hear the rustling of the leaves,
Crisp and sharp
In the silence of the night.
20 mph
The street lights splashes all over the dashboard
Creating a beautiful orange hue.
10 mph
We drive by houses.
Houses with families and 101 problems.
I drive past families, happy and smiling, as they end the evening together.
I drive past families, sad and dull, with nothing but silence among them.
5 mph
I'm slowing down, going back to what I ran away from
The reality is slowly coming my way.
0 mph
There's no wind in my hair, but the thoughts are there, still running wild.
I close my eyes and breathe in the air.
It smells of pain.
Here I am again, the same person I was before.
The scars are back, deeper than before
And the past is catching up to me.
I thought I escaped this but I am back
Stuck at the bottom of this blue hole
Waiting for someone to find me
Wishing to feel the wind in my hair again.
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