Blindsided

Slowly slowly slowly
This thing it quietly moves.
You thought you were fine and dandy,
For you had not pain or wound

And yet it builds and does its work
It's established now and cruel,
And you know it sends a message.
It is never going to soothe.

You have more scars than you can count
Broken bones, and a hearts that's hurt
You have ripped and tore and marked your flesh
Your hands and fingers have been burned.

By mistake and by folly
You try to swim in your own wake
Adrenalin junkie and foolish at times,
But it was your choice to make.

That dangerous buzz you sought,
Yet you are still alive,
But this building thing, worked away
It did skulk and it did hide.

At brake neck speeds and reckless,
You know you pushed the need!
When it all went wrong and pair shaped,
How much hurt just you did feel?

You stood up and you took that hurt,
And you absorbed all that pain.
Obsession, when asked if you will stop
You said "I'll ride again".

It's the simple choice you made!
And you know you took that risk
Accepted willingly, unquestioningly.
As you twist and grip your fist.

Total freedom and the adrenalin
But you were spat down the road,
The bike in flames and burning
Yet you were left just bruised.

The pain almost caused you to faint and fall
But you grit your teeth, absorbed it all.
From others true damage you did hide,
They didn't know those nerves had died.

But you "suck it up buttercup"
This is what we learn to do.
You learn to move on through it all,
To prove yourself a fool.

Through broken bones and many scars,
A split skull and some wounds,
You bounced right back and rose again
But that thing inside you moves.