Devil's Driving
I may be useless to society.
But in my heart, I know I'm trying.
Life is hard when you've lost control.
The devil is driving me, off familiar roads.
I asked where he was taken me.
He said don't worry, you gave me the keys.
You handed me the road map, to your own hell, just like that.
It's not smart to attempt, putting out a fire.
Without knowing what started it to spark.
Copyright © Chelci Biggs | Year Posted 2018
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