Driving along with no care in the world
Getting to work as time goes on
Bumped from the side by a big truck
Heading right to a pole on the right
Center hit as it creaks and time stands still
Feels like forever but only a moment in time
As the pole falls to the side
Crashing glass is heard in short time
Back window out of commission
Time stands still or so it seems
Get out to check out everything
Cops are called writing the other man’s ticket
Late for work while waiting for a ride
Battle with insurance to pay the lost wages
Oh the scenery and memories that will not go away
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Sarah Danaher
I enjoy writing for fun. I like to write for several genres including fantasy, poetry, and dystopian, but I am open to trying other genres too. It has been a source of stress relief from my busy life.
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Day 4 of Quitting
If this is how sobriety feels, maybe it’s better to go through life a little buzzed… this, along with other hits like, I want to kill myself, I wish I was dead, and I’m going to throw myself off a bridge have been the only thoughts on rotation these past few days. I promise myself that if, in a month, I still feel like this (‘this’ meaning despondent, full of rage, and simultaneously numb) I can go back to smoking. Until mid-February though? Nicotine is off the table.
By sleepy drafts6 days ago in Longevity
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Oh no, I hope you're okay. It's so scaryyyy!