Italicized life

i'm feeling like the victim of a train-hit-and-run
staring aimlessly in wonder into the rainbow-tinged sun
you want to fall in love? no
you want to fall in real love
true love
the kind that hurts the worst when it's taken away

i'm feeling like the victim of having her taken away
like the hero of a story that's unfortunately gone awry
like maybe the author wasn't quite awake
and stupidly wrote in a bad mistake

i'm feeling like a druggie when he realizes he's stoned
and behind the wheel
with no time to heal
and his love's life in his hands
and the backseat of the car