car/molasses blood

As it is done now 

As it is clear now

As I can't run now

Because there was nothing left to run from

I was not running the whole time 

Because to be running 

you need to be moving

all i was doing was being stuck

molasses blood is thick 

it's cold out too

and my veins are starting to freeze

maybe I should drink boiling water to help me out

or maybe just to make sure I could still feel

just realize at this point in the poem you are solemn

but you will move on once your blood warms

realize you are the engine 

of an abandoned parking lot car

at least months left unsparked dead winter

it takes more than turning the key to work