A Car Ride To Me

A car ride to me is pulling out from my previous location and driving to an unknown destination Leaving wherever I'm going completely up to chance and imagination It's moving between the speeds of 40 and 60 to keep things safe But only around the village block because it's late As a short escape from the thirty-plus-degree-heat of the day. A car ride to me is cancelling out the sound of everyone and everything As the radio plays an early 2000s song that I am somehow still able to sing from memory It's remembering other moments on the road Recalling old stories once told And winding down the windows to feel the air turn cold. A car ride to me is navigating through life with a limited amount of time Making split decisions of whether I should turn left or right It's seeing other cars next to mine And wondering if the people in them are fine Or if like me they are still waiting for a suspenseful green light. A car ride to me is my mother's specialty since she has given more than she takes I will one day return the favour as I am still learning to lift my foot off the break It's overcoming that which one fears And embracing the struggles that are near While driving through the breeze that manages to brush away each tear. A car ride to me is a world of it's own shown only to those who are willing to go Beyond the confines of the one we behold It's waiting for reality to eventually come for me As the fuel gauge needle slowly slides to “E” But during the minutes before that I am free.