I’m behind the wheel again

and the brakes have gone out.

I have no control of this life I’m living.

With the wheel in my hand

I can but hope for the best

as I’m pumping the pedal 

hoping for a miracle. 

Get out of the way!

Can’t you see what’s happening?

Panic stricken and wild eyed

I search for a way out,

for any place of safety,

but there are no vacancies. 

Swerving and praying,

Oh God can you rescue me?

Can’t you see that I am in need

and I desperately want to be

anywhere but here. 

 

How will this end for me,

God only knows. 

And he isn’t telling me

the way that I should go. 

I scan the road ahead of me

looking for a sign of anything

that can slow my velocity,

but I’m only gaining speed.

This momentum it carries me away,

and I don’t know where I’m going.

I’ve lost all my bearings

as the world passes by. 

I’m lost and afraid

trying to find my way back home again.  

Nothing is familiar any more. 

Careening down a highway 

I’ve never seen before. 

There’s only one way this can end.  

 

Oh, this dream I keep reliving

sparks a riot deep inside of me,

an uprising against my peace 

as fear takes its hold of me. 

My nervous system screams.

All sensors are on high alert.

This terror’s overwhelming. 

Why did I choose to run away?

What convinced my heart I couldn’t stay?

Oh, there’s got to be a better way

than these near misses

and fatal mistakes

that left me in such a harrowed state

with this anxious mind

in this helpless place. 

Reach down your hand and save me  

lest you must pull me 

once again from the wreckage.