Shedding thoughts

Stuck in a traffic jam With no driving lessons Or a certified license We have taken on the drivers seat To cause all the havoc It's the peak hour When thoughts peek From everywhere Causing a huge jam With no GPS to guide When the train of thoughts Have nowhere to go We simply struggle not knowing How to let go With no traffic lights There is no way to regulate stop , wait or go The traffic simply grows Until the mind, it blows The only way to manage the flow Is to create empty spaces By sheddding some Food for thought Mind the traffic Or the traffic shall mind you!