Not The Same. Poem by Brittney Karasek

we're not like the others.
we're are you're friends.
driving ourselves away from our own minds.
drive.
drive.
why do you drive?
drive yourself to the edge.
leap.
fall.
stumble and drag.
it's all the same.
it's all the same,
and it's all to blame.
blame the sky.
blame the fire.
blame yourself.
is blame admired.
songs of funeral pyres.
fill my head or,
if you choose
drain my mind.
the ground.
empty it swallows whole.
your thoughts of beauty lost.
sunshine.
thoughts of sin.
these thoughts aren't mine.
I'm possessed by the late.
I'm afraid of failures of fate.
that needs the heat of leather in time.
time resigns.
yielding meaning for us all.