Her Indifference

she wants to end the journey
with me
i do not want to end it yet
she sits beside me
and i am pushed to the side
my hands are tied
and the steering wheel is free
she steps on the gasoline
to a speed of 180
on the road to nowhere

meanwhile another truck is coming
at a fast speed
to us
in an inevitable collision

she does not speak a word
neither will she scream at this
i pray to escape
from what she calls as
inevitability.

poem by Ric S. BastasaReport problemRelated quotes
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