Today was the day, she’s escaping this dying town with its decaying despair. She raced down the cracked porch steps and into her rusted car. Revving the old engine, she peeled out of the long gravel driveway, kicking up gravel and long-forgotten dreams.

Today was the day, she’s escaping this dying town with its decaying despair. She raced down the cracked porch steps and into her rusted car. Revving the old engine, she peeled out of the long gravel driveway, kicking up gravel and long-forgotten dreams.

Insanity lives in us
Will you let it spill out with a peel of wild laughter or have it trickle from your lips with a shy smile? Maybe you’ll keep it locked up, letting it dance around in your quiet fantasies. Or perhaps, you’ll free it to spread delightful and dreadful chaos.

Everything frightened the little girl, but she was the bravest person I knew. With a pounding heart and shaking limb, she tackled and beat all her fears into submission becoming a strong and capable woman. Never needing a hero because she became her own.

I flick on the radio, and my fingers tap to the beat on my wheel. My head bobs as I belt out the chorus. My feet press the petal as I race along the melody, creating distance from my disasters and letting the music muffle out the waiting consequences.

In a flash it was all gone. Her big-wig job Her lavish house on the cul-de-sac Her responsible, predictable life She searched her soul for regrets, but her future felt so damn light she only felt delight.

Crawling from the wreckage of my life, I stood and looked over the ashes of the past and my charred dreams.

A butterfly of hope flutter in my chest and a ghost of a smile played on my lips.

I’d burned that fucking bridge and was ready to walk a new path.