Getting Far 

I am on the road,

With the wind and the weather cold.

I speed up my car,

In hope of getting far.

Houses and trees,

By roadside standing carefree.

I turn around,​

By my side,

But nothing there I can find.

Leaving behind,

I speed up my car,

In hope of getting far.

Passing tracks,

Nothing there I can hold back.

Pass the vast fields,

With the sun as shield.

Where by the wings they fly,

As they own the sky.

I thought the same,

When I speed up my car,

In hope of getting far.

But passing vehicles

Make me realise I am still in shackles.

I speed up

But at one point I gave up.

Where the road divides,

With the paths wide.

One direction to perfection,

With lot of struggles,

No less hurdles.

Other seems to joy,

Treating life as toy,

Coz it's drugs on which they rely.

I close my eyes;

To reach the bottom where my will lies.

I try hard to reach that one part of my heart;

Which still screams

You can fulfil you dreams.

I open my eyes,

Let my fear flies

And

I speed up my car

Ruling the war;

Going in my head

Turning me dead.

With the hope,

I can mend

And

This is not

My end.