This is an experience. An experiment. Part poem, part audio, part confession, part reflection, and all of my soul on the page.
This is for the ones who are struggling. For the ones who can’t see the light at the end of the tunnel. For the ones who have spent years drowning like me.
Grab a pair of headphones, listen along as you read, and then check out the playlist at the end.
Hit play on the video to hear my narration of this piece.
I didn’t know the divine
Until I heard music and song.
I only feel free
On the road, where I belong.
My church is metal.
Four doors and four wheels.
My demons ride passenger,
Hands steady on seven seals.
My prayers ride the waves
Emotions in perfect sync.
I scream the words,
push my lungs to the brink.
I lay the pedal down
all the way to the floor.
Trying to run from the past.
From problems I can’t ignore.
What if I just kept going?
Missed that next turn?
Would I arrive somewhere better?
Or would it all continue to burn?
The temptation to run
It whispers in my ear
But I have to go home
To the place where she is near.
So I stay for communion
Eat of the flesh, drink of the blood
It tastes bitter like broken promises
Washed away in the flood.
It’s the holy spirit.
Packaged neatly in chords
The words comforting
Like protection wards.
But when the window’s down
Nothing else compares.
I can see the face of god
And I feel like she cares.
This is my car communion,
My place away from it all
My sanctuary of peace
As the world continues to fall.
Go Forth in Peace
Here’s a playlist for your next ride. Come worship with me.
About the Creator
Bradley Ramsey
Lover of dogs, gaming, and long walks on the beach. Content Marketing Manager by day, aspiring writer by night. Alone, we cannot change the world, but we can create better ones.
Find me on Substack -> bradleyramsey.substack.com
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