Long and winding
forever grinding
hot and cold
never old
Cruisin along with some place to go
freezing through slush and over snow
some place in the wild
sometimes lost, like a child
Love
Fear
Hope
Pain
Love for the freedom
all by yourself
Fear of the lonliness
stepping out to help
Hope for the drive
to be safe and over soon
Pain of sacrifice
of not having a room
Love
Fear
Hope
Pain
this curse with no cure
this self flagelation
a glutton for punishment
all for self realization
The need to be alone
The need to be free
What do I seek in solitude?
Am I finding me?
Author notes
Driving on 1-40 for 24hrs gives you time to think.
Comments? Concerns? Questions? Complaints?
Comments
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this was the first of your many brilliant pieces of you that i have read, it was way back in december i believe. right after you left. It set a certain view of you in my mind. But over time, just like your writing, it is slowly changing.
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you always have a room here
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Well yes, I do believe I remember this poem Will...
You know you are a good writer. I still dunno how you do the rhyming that quickly (sigh) some day you will have to show me how to do that.
Or hell, I will ask your step mom to teach me- I give up!
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yeah, it's like that. Nice one Koe.
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