Run

Night, she doesn't flinch
That engine she's heard before.
Moving in this darkness as my fingers used to run through her hair.
Night's cold back echo's my engine as she sleeps.
Neglecting my rage and loud music as I shift into 5th.
The wind whipping the car like running through tall razor grass.
Again, I'm on the run.

Where?...this time
Anywhere but here...just like the last time
Anywhere from her...just like the last one
Torment at 95...on 95
I know I just need distance right now

The dark night, her hair on my chest, all the same now
seem to still wrap around me
I run away from her face but all I see...is...her face.
One hand on the wheel the other on the shifter
Gripped tight to affirm my decision 
But they may as well be her body
As each passing highway sign still reflects her face.

Faster, dodging cars and 18 wheelers
hoping to outrun my mind
Hoping to outrun her.

Telling myself that I can love again
Telling myself I can spark anew
But each time a new face comes close
All I want to do is turn and run.


MG