An Attempt At Writing Pt. 01

here we go folks......i'm gonna start to write every week...or so i said....and i guess i've chosen monday.........so here's my attempt...i'm going to do this basically by giving y'all a couple of writing that i've done throughout my life.............i'm going with a more resent one first...but i will be jumping around in time throughout these releases...but i'm sure it'll make sense......eventually.........take care all........peace.
m.

Broken Cars For Broken Hearts       by, m      concept, LB     04/14/05

Driving in my Car
    It's a room inside a Room
Clear glass to watch the Viewers
    Of my unlocked mobile Cage
It's tough to get Old
    It's even tougher if you Don't

I'm contained in my Room
    I can just drive and Stare
Scribbles in my Head
    Yelling them onto Pavement
When getting old's all you can Do
    You have to wake up to It

My backseat's full of Memories
    My front seat's full of Tears
I'm drowning in my Mind
    And driving through my Life
The Older I feel the older I Get
    And most times I don't want to Feel

Rabbit holes turn to pot Holes
    Trafficking nature in my Mind
Everything around me is Dying
    And I can't catch Up
Of course getting older is Dying
    So it's good to be dead Today

I turn on the Headlights
    As I turn off my Mind
The cigarette ashes Out
    The viewers turn into Trees
I have all the time in the World
    It's too bad my world's out of Time


Those white and yellow Lines
    Pointing me toward my Fate
My room is closing In
    While the wind is breathing Hate

I can't control my Destiny
    But I can control the Wheel
So I cut every corner Closely
    And put my stamp on every Deal

There's nothing we can Do
    No place to catch our Breath
They'll have to pull me out of the Wreckage
    When I finally accept Death