Train of Thought

Nothing but roadblocks railroading my train of thought A way to move forward has to be on the precipus My vehicle halted on the road not traveled Hazard lights illuminate the darkness that surrounds my engine Unfortunate repairs as I leak black tears Busted, Mangled, & Torn Apart I sit parked in the space of my own doing Longing for the drive that used to spark my... Plugged into the reflection of what could have been The change in temperature, heated up my seat of complacency Once again I am ignited and fueled by doubt Vroom Vroom....the sound of the beast revived Vroom Vroom....the growl as it awakes from its slumber Vroom....the anger is engulfed in bellows Again! the drive is restored No longer a swerve but a straight shot Zooming to the highway of rejuvenation