Metaphoric Madness

My life has often felt like driving a car exceedingly fast with little control. Floating from one extreme to the next without a thought, almost as if I wasn’t in control at all. I’ve come close to crashing several times. I’ve been pulled over, ticketed, and even jailed yet, to no avail, I can’t slow down. I’ve utilized the cruise control a time or two, rode the wave and flowed with traffic, but there’s only so much going with the flow I can do. In a hurry for nothing, putting myself and others at risk with my negligence, sometimes I feel I deserve the fiery crash that’s impending.