Lost Thoughts

I have speech in mind,
Yet for some reason you're a blinking sign.
Telling me to turn around,
Constantly pulling me down.

Calling out for help, a silent scream,
As if you were here,
I'm just causing a scene.
The further I get the more I near,
Yet my foot stays on the peddle, I just steer.
Past the white flag, in which I hold.
My body aching, my heart so cold.

I'm getting sucked into your lost thoughts,
Sinking into your cruel torture.
Each word you say,
Each breath you breathe,
Somehow always leading back to me.

My conscience screams,
wrong way, wrong day.
It takes your thoughts,
Feeding them to what I know,
You're making me feel lower than low.
I fit into what you want,
A perfect piece for you to taunt.

My goal to get out seems far away,
It'll take more than this day.
Mind set straight, foot on the break.
I can't do it though, your power, your strength.
I'm the last peice of your puzzle,
You strap on my muzzle.