The Road Will Be Mine

For those of you who like poetry, here is another:

Sitting in the passenger's seat

Waiting for something to happen

When I realize that I'm holding the wheel

But I can't move because I'm strapped in

The feeling of panic sets in

The car moves faster and I can't control it

I want to stop but I'm trapped in

With my hands numb I can't hold it

I realize that this is the moment

Either give in or give it all up

“But I'm not ready yet” I told it

“So you must tell the panic to stop”

Stop! I take control because I know

How this will eventually end

Be it smooth, rocky, fast or slow

The road will be mine to bend

Its bumps, mine to mend

Its wisdom, my friend

The road will be mine in the end