Shifting of Gears

Stereo on, lightly, interrupting sounds of unease Clicking of the left turning arrow Chops into Displeased auras, romantically He seeks it Desperately Through every glance Blinking away in the dark Hands on the steering wheel white knuckled Driving on reluctantly Feeling his power Slipping away Because he can’t let his woman get away Analyzing things So small but they could mean So much Squeezing out memories Every last drop Shifting gears She sits, silent, staring out at the road Buckled in as tightly as he could get her Wishing on stars that seemed to brighten Suddenly Why did she not see them before? Dreaming of dreams so long ago To her it seems like endless revolutions Of the fan in the bedroom Always, swallowing bitter pills For his sake, for his sake To appease him, to make up for All the times she could have been A better lover Something always a lot more then she could give But she doesn’t have to put up with his grasp Tightened fist anymore And the stars shine brighter then they ever had before