Can't even control my own destiny...

I got in the car today.

The trees looked nice, inviting, cold and solid�¢ï¿½�¦.

more than I can say for my life

which feels like it is unraveling

thread by tear streaked thread

so I went a little faster

the speed feels nice

no the windows weren�¢ï¿½ï¿½t open,

so it wasn�¢ï¿½ï¿½t literal wind

but I could feel the pulll of the momentum of the car

and I like it

and the trees looked so could,

the cold hard ground beneath them�¢ï¿½�¦.

I wonder how it�¢ï¿½ï¿½d feel to hit them?

at this speed,

how would it feel?

just a little faster

who would care?

just a little faster

maybe I wouldn�¢ï¿½ï¿½t feel a thing

just a little faster

maybe I would miss

and plunge into the water

and drown

and tehn my world really would be underwater

100 ft

75 ft

50 ft

25 ft

�¢ï¿½�¦..

slam on the brakes

I can�¢ï¿½ï¿½t do it.

I can�¢ï¿½ï¿½t even take control

of my own life�¢ï¿½�¦.

my world is spinning away from me

and I can�¢ï¿½ï¿½t control it

I�¢ï¿½ï¿½m running out of time�¢ï¿½�¦.

sudden crashing stop

head on wheel

&*%&% my nose

10 ft

5ft

nothing.

I can�¢ï¿½ï¿½t even take control of my own own destiny

all I could is cry.