#firstime
My mind,
constantly drifting away,
to the past,
or far away to the future.
I found myself,
always,
drowning in the fantasy
or delusion
I don't live in the present.
My body does,
but my soul not.
"I" don't exist.
Jun 29, 2019
Jun 29, 2019 at 6:16 PM UTC
I try to quell my fear
As the keys jingle in my hand
It's just a drive to the metro station
A drive that was completely unplanned
I slide into the drivers seat
Seat belt on, keys in the ignition
'I can do this' I think
This is, to the roads, my initiation
My father sits besides me
He's at his absolute calmest
My sister sits with a steeled expression
As if bracing for a raging tempest
I enter onto the main road
With a bit of a **** we're on our way
I shift to third and start to relax
Today is going to be good day
Just as my confidence grows,
We encounter a little bit of traffic
Back to second gear, we go
Oops, I just ran over a brick!
With papa's advice egging me on
We continue our journey
A formidable flyover looms before us
I tell myself to not be jittery
We enter a sea of slow moving cars
I'm just praying I don't stall
But alas! I do. Quickly, lets go!
I don't want to be honked at by all
I know an underpass will come next
Its just another hurdle to cross
I clutch the steering wheel tightly
Can I really do this? I'm at a loss
I try to suggest a different route
My father shoots down that idea
Failure is not an option
Message received loud and clear.
I pass the underpass without a hitch
My destination is on the left
Indicator, shoulder, switch lanes and stop
In a movement which I hope was deft.
I turn off the car and put the handbrake up
I did it! Hip hip Hurray!
I grin as I stand and watch
The car I drove drive away
Aug 21, 2014
Aug 21, 2014 at 10:27 AM UTC