The more you drive

The more you drive, you realise,
night is much fair, than a daylight.
You've missed the crossroad turning right,
no signs and navigation faded.

You stuck under illusion of control,
it seems so real, while you're holding stearing.
Your engine faith consuming alcohol,
but how it works, is still unclear.

Young feeling's always speeding fast,
all roads are straight, horison clear,
breaks for the cowards, and at last
velocity, her scream you hear.

How many gallons left and miles?
how many voices heard but yet not listened?
So, fasten belts and clear your mind,
you won't be lost on dissapointment highway.

@ju.piter

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