A lonely road whispers
Dark and desolate
Forsaken
Cloaked in shadow like the hollow stream of my tears
Remnants of a past life roam
Motes of old lingering in the silent gloom
Vestigial rays of hope clinging to the ghosts of dead memories
straining
fighting
trying
Relentless in their futile attempt
to once again unfold the living seeds of light
The spark of joy
Of life
But on this dark forgotten road
All hints of life
Do die
To fade away with no goodbye
This lonely road I walk alone
Fated to reap all that ive sown
The stream of tears she shed at night
The piercing cold that grips my plight
O’ lonely road, do guide my way
To lovely meadows, that I may rest
For I am tired, for long ive journeyed
A once strong pulse, on final breath
“You must walk on
Your fate is set
This lonely road your only nest
For one must reap what one has sown
Your own hands wrote
this lonely road”
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“You must walk on
Your fate is set
This lonely road your only nest
For one must reap what one has sown
Your own hands wrote
this lonely road”
So dope! I really like this.
Liked this as well, and that ending. I don’t know the title and the first few lines brought to mind Robert Frost for me.
Love that last stanza, it wraps it all very nice. Great work! 🐛 🦋