7 children, oldest 25 The need to worry is on high alert Since birth much stress but in this man before me Intensity does not exist "If you have worry I should worry for my kids" He says they don't even know where Their daddy is Driving 65 on a 35 lane He inquires about my drive While he covers his eyes on the highway As I explained it took Divine intervention to hide my Fists from intention And respectfully I omitted That my fears were hidden For the sake of conversation, To avoid speculation... The sensation from rage Still rumbled under my skin I didn't know who's Body I was even livin in 5am and counting my fingers
Reason for writing:
another drunk ride home
Birth sign: Pisces
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