Freeway tears

Tears flood like raindrops on a wet windshield.

No one to turn to, nowhere to yield.

She’s is losing her place, she’s stuck in a tunnel and she cant find the light.

Tossed, and cut by the wind, carelessly floating like a lonely child’s kite.

Sometimes just wishing to be alone.

Tossing away her life never to be known.

Walking to the beat of a broken heart.

Juggled feelings like a jesters ball, always landing back at the start.

Emotions lift out on the open freeway.

Getting ran over again, and again everyday.