Decisions

Escape
This, the moment I've waited for: your arm around my shoulder,
the cool breeze in my hair as we fly in your fast car
Leave it all behind and run away with you
Away from my unloving father
My empty life
One
Decision
One
Life emptying
Your love faded away
I'm leaving you behind in the hourglass
Sands of time slip through my fingers, but I have enough
I drive alone in my fast car, stronger for experiencing fragile
escape.

15 lines, 81 words.
I designed the hourglass style myself, solely based on visual appeal and balance.
Written for "Rhythms & Writing: Official WDC Contest"  (under the erroneous assumption they're still asking for a poem this year...)
Prompt: the Grammy performance of Fast Car by Tracy Chapman and Luke Combs.