The Passenger Seat

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Sometimes I just let the devil in my skull take over for a while,

I let it swallow the bile,

I let it fake the smiles

Until every last monster thinks it is in the clear –

And that is when I deliver the blade to their deepest fear,

Humming as their screams pierce the atmosphere.

Sometimes I just watch my life like an old movie,

I do not let my insecurities move me

Or keep me from my roaring fury.

The journey is often clearer from the passenger seat,

So, I never wait until my neck bleeds,

I do not wait until I ruin the plot by accepting a bitter defeat.

-Jackie

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