Wandering Free

I'm driving alone in the dead of night, nothing i can see but what's shining in front of my headlights. My favorite song is the only thing i can hear. no question of my destination and no surviving fear of where i'm going to end up tomorrow or what i did yesterday there is never anything wrong and there is never a right way i am in my own space, taken and freed from my special place there is no love, there is no hate only a free blank and open erase of times restrictions and guided pace i'm gone, one solitary moment could last so long like eternity, where nobody is concerned with me nor am i cancerned with them in the distance they look like shining gems they are dancing. just like me they are by themselves and wandering free.