My body is driven to the extreme, chasing pipe dreams, 160 down the open highway.
My mind follows suit, stumbling along taking pit stops, playing catch up with my thoughts.
I was on empty coming into the city lights, but I kept my foot down hard on the pedal.
I wanted to achieve the glitz, the glamour and the fame of coming in number one.
My feelings were twisted like the mangled metal, I seen in the car wrecks, I passed from my past.
I had people to see, places to be, and things to do, yet all I was doing was going in circles.
When I was younger, I believed what my mother told me, "If you have sex before marriage you will go to hell," & "Gay people will not go to heaven." Here in lies my predictament, because I was a virgin until I decided to test my faith. I figured, as long as I am a lesbian, I am going to hell. So I did the right thing, by being with heterosexual males, and lost my virginity to a guy. But that still meant I was going to hell! After 6 years in the closet, I decided it was time to come out. And finally be happy being me.
You are not allowed to think about this one ... a confined space enigma! How does one get out of a destructive pattern to a reverential (hallal --- Hebrew) space? Learn the metaphor of word ... plural to the nth degree!
