I want to feel,
The thrill of running a red light.
The rush of subverting,
A one way road.
Endangered,
Reckless,
Caution, my foe.
At least my menace,
I can control.
The hostility,
Self-inflicted.
The violence,
By my invitation.
Rage,
My obedient servant.
Instead I lay here,
Dulled by the pain,
Of another’s actions.
Helpless,
Muted,
No control.