Wednesday, September 13, 2006

Be Careful on that Road: Evolution Part Three

Note: I'm pissed off, point-blank. However, instead of launching a verbal assault, I'll diffuse my negative energy through the ink of this pen onto this paper. See, this isn't one of those sob stories. I'm past that shit. I don't wanna come off as some complainin'-ass nigga who wears his lil feelings on their sleeve about how he's been hurt, all the while not admitting his own fault in the situation. That too, is old, foolish, and VERY corny.
Note Two: Picture a car that looks good, may have a dent or two in it. It looks good, sounds good, but it's been through a thing or two, but it still gets the job done (and a damn good job, might I add). That's me. I got some miles on me, but it's cool. Aint one of those brand new whips, and don't wanna be...
God, it was so much better when you were home. Now you're here, and we may as well be miles apart. Damn, when I dig a woman, I DIG a woman, for real. When I'm reduced to an option and not a priority such as I make you, it's frustrating. No, you haven't said it, but it shows in your actions. I just wish I saw it coming...
So where do I go from here? Only one option: keep driving. You see...
I don't love with fear. I'm not that 15-year-old kid that kept hittin' the brakes prematurely, because I didn't know how to drive. Hell, I really had no business behind the wheel. I'm that 24-year-old who glides in and out at varying speeds, occasionally hittin' a hole or two in the road, but still driving smooth and never hesitant to get behind the wheel, regardless of the weather, traffic, and such. Get the drift?
Imma ride with no restraints. I might get a ticket along the way for God knows what because that's how the game works. Shit, I may even mess around, have an accident, and crash. Difference is, I'll just get the shit fixed, and get right back in. Can you say the same? If not, you may wanna get on the service road where they drive slow. 'Cause one thing I do not do, and will not do, is drive with fear. With precaution and mindful of my conditions, yes,...but no fear.
9/13/06 @ 4:11 A.M.

2 comments:

J-Bigg said...

This is a nice metaphor fam. Perfectly articulated. No need to throw pity parties, just get back out there and get to where you need to be no matter what!! This is true of everything, not just women. I appreciate you for blessing us with this one!

Ree said...

Your blog is tight. I like the way you write...you make people think. I feel you and maybe you can teach me a few things about love and relationships because lately I can't seem to stop being afraid.
~Ree-Ree