Life's Highway

Taillights disappeared around the bend

Plunged into darkness all of a sudden

Looked in the mirrors, side and rear

Tentacles gripped tight with unknown fear

Headlights had already been smashed

Felt weighed down and crushed

Ignition was on, humming inaudibly

Poor comfort to stave off the misery

Heard a whisper carried by the breeze

Accept what fate has doled out please

There she stood hooded on the sidewalk

In clothes tattered, torn, willing to talk

Who could be this poor old lady

Waving to me frantically 

Tried shutting my eyes real tight

Opened and she was out of sight

Depression had hit rock bottom

Figured out where lay the problem