How easy would it be
A slight turn of the steering wheel
Put an end to all this madness
To the emptiness I feel

The roads are not so winding
The lanes are starting to blur
The sun is barely setting
My insides begin to stir

If only it wasn’t so formidable
Oblivion is just at reach
A vacuum of space and nothingness
This void I so beseech

But as I turn my freeway’s exit
Make a left on Cherry Street
I realize it was never an option
To succumb to such defeat


About Alia Sabino

A free-spirited soul always yearning for adventure and new experiences, she writes to make sense of the world she lives in. When given the choice, she always chooses love, whatever that choice may be.

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