Spinning out of Control

The long and winding road gets longer every day.
As I’m driving, on my way home, I can barely pay attention to the road.
All my thoughts are turned to you.
You’re all I ever see, all I CAN ever see.
It drives me insane because I can’t control it.
It’s night-time now; the ink black sky is set off
by the headlights of cars
heading in the other direction.
For a second, I wish I was the other person
driving by, completely oblivious to me,
dealing with different, probably more normal, kinds of problems.
I don’t want to live with these feelings anymore.
I want to tell you how I feel, but I can’t.
I’m too scared of the vulnerability
of pouring my heart out to you.
I’ve never opened up to someone like that.
I won’t get rejected, I can’t!
That would be the end of me, the end of everything.
As I pass by all the dark houses in the sleeping little town,
the street lights blind me for an instant.
I blink away the spots in my eyes, not noticing my speed.
Suddenly, I realize you will never know how I feel.
Because I took a turn going way too fast—unknowingly.
The car swerves, skidding over the side of the curb.
My world turns upside-down
quite literally.
As if it wasn’t already bad enough, I can’t even scream.
My last thought before the darkness takes me away forever,
is of you.