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 The Road Trip —  

Your mind is a car.
But you're not the only one
who can drive.

Sometimes it seems,
that you're only along
for the ride.

When you're at the wheel.
The passengers:
Love, joy and cheer;
hold all of the maps
Telling you speeds to go.
And where.

But despite them all there,
you're still not in control of the gear.
For in the back sits sorrow, loneliness..
and fear.

They scream and yell:
"You've now passed contempt!! YOU IDIOT!! You know you're  only comfortable there"

Distress, 
in an attempt to fix the mess,
flicks to reverse and begins to steer.
Now moving backwards so fast
even love is shedding a tear.

But knowing failure is near,
in one last attempt to get clear.
Anger and greed,
Begin to speed.
Out of control,
sending your car into a roll.

Forwards fly regret and sorrow.

Then after the crash.
You're moving back in reverse.
..or that's how it feels.
As you know they are now
back at the wheel ~Myself  

~ M. J. Parker, Crux