Madness
Driving home in the dark through blinding rain
Hassles at the office plaguing my brain
Longing to escape life in the fast lane
Motorists are cussing with words profane
From shouting back, I struggle to refrain
Car mirror shows my forehead’s bulging vein
Sense of sanity I try to maintain
My heart races and I’m feeling chest pain
What is the point I try to ascertain
Thoughts of ending it I now entertain
To repel these notions I have to strain
Remembering Jesus never complained
Entry for the March Madness Contest
Copyright © Diane Locksley | Year Posted 2011
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