Driven By Fear

by Shelley Williams   Mar 28, 2016


If I were to drive a car
with a look of silent fear,
A blank unsteady mind
losing gas on second gear.

Deep in a silent stupor
unaware there is a red,
Not a stop light or a sign
would phase my look ahead.

There is no gas pedal
when a brake is fun to ride,
No way to exit the lane
when I feel the need to hide.

Afraid of my surroundings,
in slow motion on the street,
The one that's in control
has wheels instead of feet.

Traffic backed up for miles
until I manage a left turn,
In the rear view mirror of terror
open eyes that cannot learn.

Blinking lights that follow
when my car rolls to a stop,
A blurted stutter to explain
"Why!" to a traffic cop.

The license now in question
over my ability to drive,
A thought to get me off the road
when my miles per hour is five.

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