I wanted to go right,
but at the end of the road
a fallen tree
blocked my path.

I turned left,
hoping for
a better experience.

The drive started smoothly,
aside from gravel
crashing against
the side of my car.

I slammed the brakes.
Pulse rising.
Shattered windshield.

Where did that massive,
terrifying rock come from?

My heart tried to beat
its way through my chest.
This road is not safe,
at least for me.

I stopped the car.
Stepped outside
and walked
my own path.

Maps made by others
never led me home.
I was never meant
to drive.