Ithought I had moved beyond the fear of that day
Ihad thought I had grown from the experience
nothingbut a memory from the past that would remain
thatwould teach me to better remain within the lines
Iwas so wrong
Ihad seen those lights too many times in one year
Moreover, twas my fault and folly that brought them
twasmy negligence that sent me under that cross
twasmy disability that sent me into such a state
orso the record stands
Iwas content to be without the privilege
Iwas ready to pay my dues for the accidents
withthe understanding that I would move on
withthe knowledge that I would have grown
Sowhy have I yet to bloom?
Thepains have subsided
thelegal nonsense lingers
Myneed for that ability has faded
butthe anxiety of it has not
Icannot say for certain, but this is what I feel
I'mnot sure I will ever comfortably again be behind the wheel
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The Insomnia Project
PoetryThis is basically where I post any creative thought that passes through my skull. Any poetry, dream, story story that my mind formulates into rational thought. Enjoy.