My eyes are closed, my mind is set
A race has started and the track is wet
My thoughts are the tires, on this speeding car
They find no traction as my thoughts start spinning without a safety net.
Strange as it is, this isn’t new
My mind has always been stuck on fast forward but usually it’s full of dread.
Now when the car is set in motion I set the gear to ignore fear.
Fear was once my driver, causing me to miss on this and that
But it’s nothing more than a speck in the rear view mirror
As I learned to never let fear decide my fate.