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Driving.
Fast,
But not nearly fast enough.
Thinking.
Hard,
But not hard enough.
Smog fills his head as he grips the wheel,
And his foot floors the pedal.
Sirens blare from behind him,
And the glares of tiny red and blue lights on the rear view mirror
Make him push harder.
He swerves and tries to clear a path in his mind.
He has no problem getting through the road traffic
And people,
But finding a spot in his mind where he can figure out what’s going on seems nearly
Impossible.
He is running and again his kids are behind him.
He is trying to get away again,
And he doesn’t see another path that doesn’t destroy what little he has.
He’s made a lot of mistakes,
And his kids only see those mistakes.
His teenage daughter living with a father on the run,
And trying to stay on the right path no matter how hard.
His toddler son not knowing any better than to learn from the example of his father.
His wife dead,
His crystal meth in the glove compartment,
He speeds up,
Instead of going home,
He runs to anywhere.
For running is all he knows how to do.




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Stephanie F. This teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. said...
Sept. 17, 2009 at 9:41 pm:
that is amazing it made me want to cry at the part about the toddler son knowing nothing but what his dad does was amazing. keep on writing
 
ACooke replied...
Sept. 18, 2009 at 7:41 pm :
thanks so much i have anothr one calld Her Life its like the same thing i dont know if you would like it. thanks
 
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