Her life is being painted for her
as she watches from behind frozen glass
She takes a couple of shots of mind-numbing juice
and stares into oblivion
Inhaling noxious fumes
as the nicotene caresses her body
thrusting her fists in
as she tries to force her way to the other side.
She rides in silence down a faded highway
towards an aged destination
as the trees blow in no breeze
She does not care that the world is flat
perilous warnings are abandonded.
To dive over the edge into oblivion would be paradise.