Do you see it?
All the color flashing
Bright lights, sirens shrill
Oh, I’ve had my fill
Smell of burnt rubber
Tossed back
Chest is tight
Hoping everything will be alright
Her breath is sour lemonade
Head a cocktail of confusion
Looking over she sees eyes wide
Heart thrumming
Foot on the break the tires screech
Anger flows from flushed cheeks
But she’ll do it again
As she’s done before
Blacking out behind the wheel
How much more will it take her to feel?
The ache inside like a ripple effect
Will it take 'til she shouts and screams?
But she is just a faded memory.
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