Bonnie & Clyde

I don’t understand why it’s so intense

I don’t remember when it attached to me

Accompanying me sometimes daily

Today it’s different

Today it’s like never before

As it to over stay it’s welcome

But really I have welcomed it

I am holding onto it

I have become it

For some reason I’m demanding it

Using it as bait, revenge, hate

It’s my favorite little passenger

it’s like we’re joy riding but how can the two co-exist

How can they look so similar

How can they both feel rewarding

we’re the only two in the car

riding so fast I can barely see the scenery

just vague colors rapidly past my eyes

Anger’s my Clyde, and I’m it’s Bonnie

 

via Daily Prompt: Passenger

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