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Down The Road

Been confessing my sins to my dashboard Jesus
I don't trust nobody else with my secrets
cause everybody runs their mouths and motors
it's all he said, she said, and good lord, I haven't told her

and these back roads, they talk to me in turn
they say, "oh honey, you have a hell of a lot to learn"
you love him, and you think it's simple as that
there's nothing simple about emotions, they aren't facts
in that they change and they bend without explanation"
and I can never tell which way his heart is facing

but on I go
on I go
down the road

I don't know where I'm going
I don't know what I'm doing
but I know I'll get there some day
until then I'll keep blowing
down the road like a mad man
rambling about things I don't understand
I don't know where I'm going
but I know I'll get there some day

I'm tired, but this coffee can't seem to wake my bones
I'm singing along to a song about going back home
but I don't know which way that is, if it's north or south
all I seem to know is all that I'm without
how do I fill the holes in me that keep me from staying high?
like a broken kite, denied flight, because of a tear in the line
it's the same way with loving someone who isn't really mine

but on I go
on I go
down the road

I don't know where I'm going
I don't know what I'm doing
but I know I'll get there some day
until then I'll keep blowing
down the road like a mad man
rambling about things I don't understand
I don't know where I'm going
but I know I'll get there some day

I may not be wise as hell, but I've walked through fire
and I may not know all the things you do
but I know that the devil is for hire
so watch your heart, and watch your wallet
or you'll lose them both before dawn
you'll look around, but they won't be found
because what the devil gets is gone

and on I go
on I go
down the road

I don't know where I'm going
I don't know what I'm doing
but I know I'll get there some day
until then I'll keep blowing
down the road like a mad man
rambling about things I don't understand
I don't know where I'm going
but I know I'll get there some day.

Been confessing my sins to my dashboard Jesus.
Written by CaityCat (Peaches O-Brien)
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