Driving
At break-neck speed
Straight into forever;
My way
Of not stopping
To work on today.
Inconsequential
Banter,
Long walks in the rain,
Flirtation
A convenient escape
From responsibility.
Having
Broken every rule
In my book
In a bid
To change:
Failing.
Finally, left with
Loathing
For who I become
Disgust,
For all I’ll ever be
And a bad taste in my mouth.
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