RED LIGHT

Crimson moon - 
Head lights burning bright
Driving the road to destiny
On the highway
Undoubtedly, an intersection appears
50 miles here or 30 miles there
Maybe Frost's less traveled road
Straight ahead?
I sit wondering
An angel appears
Her grace beckons me to follow
I flick my cigarette out
Repent my sins
My foot heavy on the gas - 
I follow
Into the night
Dawn winks its eye
And my life has ended