I almost died on my way home

Driving in a red car

In a blue tint world

It was slightly bizarre

My life was unfurled

Hurtling down the bland road

Music sounding grey

Hidden weight on my load

Brain started to stray

Just one foot from my eyes

Passed more tired souls

Rushing a slow demise

Like all of our goals

The steel guard rail and these

yellow lines began

to chafe and I unfreeze

from the mold of man

One swerve or one movement

So tempting to try

Maybe an improvement

On this form named “I”

It couldn’t be much worse

Than this world’s rotting

I think we’re in reverse

Life thrills in cruel plotting

I can now see a scene

Of mangled metal

Twisted dreams could’ve been

Me a crushed petal

I almost died on my way home

to chance embrace pain

feel less like this hard chrome

in this worldly drain

But I don’t have the strength

In my trembling arm

Since there I see at length

My mother smiling