Down the Road

The night air clear and crisp night lights shine like wisps

Silhouettes played on my finger tips and my windows lit

Rolling down the road or more so the story goes, in my school clothes

The Toyota light aglow though in the dirt roads exposed

Music melodies in my head composed drifting thoughts in notes

and lyrical symphonies wrote in my mind as we float

across the dirt as if clouds in the night shroud

it allowed the hurt not to be heard aloud

In my own zone, on my way home, cars lights shone like a cone

Shiver to my bones, my dome, as my senses hone

This car wasn't moving the road blocked no exit

The crevice in my mind said it's time, I couldn't read the sign like I was dyslexic

The window split asking if he ok, his hand slip to his lap reflecting light rays

Of chrome lays, shimmering metal, click settled in my mind to replay

the music trembled as if to symbol the silence, I closed my eyelids

Imagined violet rays I broke the silence to say dad move away

But no violence erupted the highlights of metals raised

As I gazed through the night haze and dad press on the metal plate

Almost safe to state as object appeared out the window, but couldn't zero

We to far gone just a mere glow

Me and death exchanged glances a mere passing by

I held my breath chanced the chance I would appear a passerby