Very inspiring, Amber. I especially like the last two verses. The message doubles in meaning there. Hugs,
Sheila

isn't is just like that too?
so smooth listenin to jams...then bam....dangerous curves up ahead...or in this case "Uneven Pavement"...it gives us strngth & endurance though...and your pavement paves a way for you to reach your desired destination no matter the work of the enemy...
Love & Blessings Always
Vickie

"It didn't work for me,
So I took the next exit." <- I love this!

Cool poem Amber!

It didn't work for me,
So I took the next exit.

what a relief for parallel roads without stop signs and exits that enter together ...

Wouldn't it be amazing
if you could just exit
every time you felt off balance;
instead of coming up with new ways that work

I think your turn signals would wear out. You sound very adaptive to me young lady as your following verses indicate. Facing challenges is what makes us stronger. Great realism. Patrick

Our paths in life are rocky and bumpy at times..but not to worry one day they will only be smooth..:) Hope you are feeling betta!!!!!!
Love,Christine

Well pass the pills cause I need some creativity boost like this, well done.
hugs
fee

Life does seem like it is always a balancing act...hope you feel better soon.

Carole~

"Balancing your life is very challenging,
It requires constant exiting and entering"

You couldn't have said it better than in these two lines. Get well some, love

good and wise! i like it!

The highway of life - this is a great analogy. I think we've all felt this way, which makes your poem replete with personal relatability and empathy. Sending healing wishes your way.

'Let us hope that we will not have to make a quick exit before we have truly lived our destiny'--------- I LOVE THIS!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva

The world should have come fitted with a hand-brake so we all could stop it and get off when unbalance tries to take over.
Nobody walks balanced on uneven pavement with six inches high stilettos.

Georg

Amber, this is so real and honest...so much wisdom in this. Feel better soon!

Now this is what I call a Tar Baby! Many years ago, when I spent time in a recording studio, my sound engineer laid down a track for my narration. He looped the music for me to accomodate the length of the narrations, some went on for 3 minutes, some I spoke for twenty minutes. I instructed him to "center" the music, meaning to start the music and let it run a few seconds before my voice came in and do the same when I ended each narration, after I spoke my last word, the music should run the same amount of time it did at the beginning and then end. Know that recording studios are very expensive by the hour. On one of the selections, the music ended just a little second before my voice ended - how ironic that this happened because this particular selection I was reciting a prayer, so how appropriate it should be that to end it in silence turned out Great! So the sound engineer said we had a Tar Baby! An uneven surface. What to do about it? I said "Nothing! I am not paying for another two hours to do it again. When I got home, it was then that I realized that serendipity made the day, that this selection was "supposed" to have been this way. So, Amber, Uneven Pavement is not a stall tactic at all, nor a detour, it is a Tar Baby! Sooner or later we see that dreaded hot tar machine flipping tar on our car, we pull off to the side of the road and scream, "Tar Baby!"

Love,
Sage