Half a ton of happyness

The start is the road, the highway
the rubber flitted along
every thing was going my way
happiness directed with my palms
muscles and steel flexed as one
the right speed on the curves
i knew it could b done
i drove for the sun

now its gone the freedom stolen striped i twist into a pit of dispair my only way to cope written off all for an accident. my life had structure because my mood had balance and control. where am i now!??? gone my mind is gone i cant focus. an accident pure and simple. to be treated like it was a crime. a physical pain courses through me to see others have What i don't. 102days 2 go until i can cleanse my soul anew

this started as a structured poem. i got carried away i guess. i miss it more than my dead relatives. it is that bad and has been 4 7 months