wow, this came out on my drive back from moms. yes, litterally wrote this while driving @_@

[lilft82]

All these emotions inside just ready to blow
How do I express them without loosing control?
With a pen in hand, I let them go
Let the rythm of my words take hold

My muse strikes me
Driving 70 mph on I-66.
The SUV in front of me swurves tword the ditch

Driving to a place that is a house,
Not a home
Blaring Linkin Park
Trying to drown out the anxiety and pain.

I move the pad off my lap and then
My muse decides to come right back

An overwhelming sense of foreboding
Something's about to go wrong
The tears begin to well up.

I have no idea what's going on,
What's in store?
What will happen when I walk through that door?

Missing my friend
My heart sinks to the floor.

Shortness of breath
My heart begins to race.
Panic and anxiety over what will take place.

I become Paranoid
Of that which I can't avoid.

From Winchester to Centreville
These thoughts run through my head
By some sort of miracle they flow through my pen.
A stream of consciousness
I have not of late expressed.

Now that I'm done
I wonder if I'll have to sit and explain
My poetry
My thoughts
My life.