Driving on the freeway, cars and lights blur by and become one. Nowhere to go but straight, everyone moving onward. Observe each driver, each car. We are all in control of our own vehicles, but what has brought us to these roads in the first place? I don't feel like driving anymore. I want to watch sunrises and sunsets without the glass and metal between.
I hope you enjoyed this piece! I know it was really short. I’ve spent a lot of time commuting from place to place in my life, and there’s definitely times where I’ve felt particularly annoyed by it and wanted to boycott cars and driving (not very realistic). Please feel free to leave comments and writing challenges in the comments. Stay safe and healthy out there.
Brooke
I absolutely loved it, your poem is amazing. I can relate to it so much, because of my parent’s job we move around a lot and I totally get what you mean. I write poetry too.. check it out: https://supersrishti.wordpress.com/2020/08/19/a-lot-to-say/
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Thank you so much! I will definitely check your poetry out soon 🙂
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