Raw

You don't look back, not for anything, not for me or her or the family you left behind, you don't look back.

Hold the steering wheel tight to stop the shaking, turning knuckles white, jaw muscles kneading, eyes fixes not sad, focused not wandering, can't think can't worry, can't look back. Can't remember.

And who were we? Were we the ones who held your hand? Were we the ones who watched you cry? Were we the jokers? Were we those who comforted you? Or did we turn on you, cut wound smear you, laugh cruelly and not stop? Did we hate or love?

Did you hate or love? The girl with the innocent eyes, the mother father sister brother the tall trees the summer grass the cloudy sky the brick buildings clapboard houses smiling faces friendly familiarity did you hate? Did you love?

Do you run away or toward?

Do you forget or remember too much?

Accelerate, grin or grimace try to laugh but it could be a sob stop thinking.

Pound the wheel once or twice, just to let it go.

Drown the thoughts with music.

Feel the eyes watching from the trees.

Wander away but go back in your head.

Forget me, forget us, forget what was there before. (the smiles the laughs the summer the winter the leaves the birthdays the christmases the trials the successes the failure the redemption the end)

Drive a little faster until the edges blur and you're flying you're finally flying but where to fall?




Where to fall?