My heart aches.
There’s no cars outside when it’s night
But my mind is full of traffic
I’m at the intersection what way do I take?
Take the highway to my soul
But there’s nothing but a black hole
There’s a dead end to my brain
It’s no use we must turn around
The only was we know is the road to my heart
The road is lit up, like a suburb city
But where there’s light there’s darkness.
There’s fear
There’s sadness
There’s regret
My heart aches.

100 miles
Down this road
Ignore the fuel dial
I have thousands more to go

A rainy night
With a lo-fi playlist
A day devoid of light
The sun clouded by mist

Some time late at night
Or in the early hours of the morning
Trying to outrun the day
So I'll keep driving
Down this deserted highway

Lonely traveller
Long way from home
Where is home ?
I trip and fall a lot
I guess I'll wander and roam
'Till I find somewhere
Until I meet someone special
Someone I won't scare
Away

Away from my heart
How can you love the dark ?
How can you be dreaming
Of these inner demons

I'm gonna feel sorry for myself
Because I don't want someone else to
I'll try to look after my degrading mental health
And I'll try to make that lie come true

Somewhere in the night
Or in the dark part of the day
Dreaming devoid of light
On a deserted highway

About to crash
Into a concrete wall
End my life
And lose it all

Last night I
Covered myself in dirt and rocks
Snuggled in to the ditch I dug myself into
Pulled up my covers of grass
Laid my head on a pillow made of gravel

i dressed in cement this morning
Crawled out of the ditch
put on my helmet and nothing could hit me
Indestructible
Cars can run me over and not break my bones
Designed to go over me unnoticed

Am I a speedbump
or a lost tire from an eighteen wheeler
That tried to bypass the rules
And ran off the road
And got covered in dirt and rocks

Get to the Market

Some people take the back road
Others use the highway
Some arrive early
Some arrive late

Get the market

We all follow our own way
No persuasion
No need to jump a red light
A river will flow where it flows
Carve its own way

Get to the market

Some exhilarate
Others doddle along the way
Walk or run
You will arrive when you get there

Get to the market

i kept dreaming about that day
when i could finally stand up and say
hey world i made it to the top
then at that moment i dropped
and woke up to the cold hard reality
that it was all just a fantasy
everything was still up in the clouds
and i'm still here living in the now
never mind what i have in mind
i'm just wondering if i'll make it in time
how late is too late? how soon is too soon?
won't be long 'till my life reaches its afternoon
i got no other options than to live 'till i die
i need to give it my best shot and try
nothing to choose from, nothing to lose
i want to be somebody, i just don't know who
life won't give all the clues, it's not so kind
i guess i'll just risk it and go in blind