This is a (for lack of a better word) metaphor about how this all is feeling.
I wonder if as the lights get closer and closer,
if its body freezes and it can't move.
If it feels powerless and stuck in a state that they can't control?
I wonder if how i feel right now,
is how that animal is feeling?
Hopeless?
Craving for safety and security?
Wanting but not receiving,
The jolt that it takes, to free yourself from that state?
That animal might have a friend,
And even though it's trying to help,
Telling it to get out the way,
It's body is so numb,
That it's friends words,
Just aren't working.
That friend may think that what they are saying,
Is helping,
And that animal might be deceiving it,
Making it think everything's ok,
But really,
Knowing deep down inside,
This car is going to hit it,
And the friend's words,
Will float meaninglessly over it's shattered, dead body.
Poetry by Head Down, Music Up
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Written on 2010-03-10 at 22:49
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Shattered, Dead Body.
i wonder, when an animal looks into car headlights if it's scared?I wonder if as the lights get closer and closer,
if its body freezes and it can't move.
If it feels powerless and stuck in a state that they can't control?
I wonder if how i feel right now,
is how that animal is feeling?
Hopeless?
Craving for safety and security?
Wanting but not receiving,
The jolt that it takes, to free yourself from that state?
That animal might have a friend,
And even though it's trying to help,
Telling it to get out the way,
It's body is so numb,
That it's friends words,
Just aren't working.
That friend may think that what they are saying,
Is helping,
And that animal might be deceiving it,
Making it think everything's ok,
But really,
Knowing deep down inside,
This car is going to hit it,
And the friend's words,
Will float meaninglessly over it's shattered, dead body.
Poetry by Head Down, Music Up
Read 516 times
Written on 2010-03-10 at 22:49
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