The Ride

Travis Kasparov

I don’t know what will come next to me

The biggest hug or uncanny face?

Will it last forever or just the phase?

Being tortured by constant anxiety

 

I am slowly looking to the window

Trying to figure out something

Trying to prepare everything

Diving into the concept of tomorrow 

 

I am sweating so badly 

I feel the stinky tormentation

I feel the stinky frustration

I am taking it so seriously

 

I am seeing and listening to this ride

And trying to figure out what happens inside.

  • Author: Travis Kasparov (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 8th, 2022 07:46
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments1

  • Rocky Lagou

    I feel like "the ride" has always been a way that I express life and everything that happens around it. Taking it from Lana's song "Ride" in which she sings most of the time, "I just ride." And life really does work like that at times. Though you may be in the worst of circumstances, you have to find that certainty inside you to "just ride" and live out life. Regardless of what's going on. 👍💖

    • Travis Kasparov

      Yes, regardless of what’s going on, i have to live my life. Thanks for commenting 🙂



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