Smoke is rising up from my heart.
It is now overheated.
It is a good start.
Now I get to leave it alone.
Standing on the start line.
Now I finally see things around me.
Up hill, down hill.
Left and right.
I don’t know where I will be,
but I know I won’t be here any longer.
I have to drive through things I never faced before,
I am not scared, rather excited.
Can’t stop me now.
Time is running out.
Putting some gas to myself.
It should run me for awhile.
I am good to go.
I am better off to somewhere else.