Eyes locked on the road, my hand on the wheel,
A journey to the end, a fate I cannot repeal.
Through winding turns, I race against time,
Leaving reality behind, embracing the sublime.
Asphalt stretches endlessly, beneath tires' rush,
Mortality intertwines with the engine's hush.
Yellow lines blur, merging into one,
Eternity looms ahead, my journey begun.
White-knuckled grip, my heart skips a beat,
Cheating fate's game, dancing with deceit.
666 on my phone, an omen I can't flout,
Death's whisper lingers, as doubts begin to sprout.
Headlights pierce the darkness, illuminating fears,
Echoes of mortality, in the silence it sears.
The hum of the engine sings a lullaby,
In this dance with destiny, I ponder why.
Death on the road, a reminder so profound,
Crash of metal, lives shattered, dreams unwound.
Yet, there's solace in the speed, a fleeting thrill,
A flirtation with mortality, a life distilled.
But as the miles wear on, a reflection takes hold,
The fragility of existence, stories left untold.
Through each turn and bend, we venture unafraid,
Embracing the unknown, a testament to the brave.
In unity, we embark on this journey of fate,
Equal parts exhilaration and the fear we create.
So, as I call upon that number, etched in lore,
May death on the road, teach us to live more.
©viralfreak
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