Saturday, October 5, 2013

Which Way?

Standing barefoot at the crossroads
The winds of sadness at my back
Blowing me farther away
All roads lead to isolation
Each, a different face of hell

Once I was lulled in to caring
Promised the moon
Pipedreams shattered, scattered like stardust
Sifting, drifting down
Blanketing me with a layer of silt
The shards that were my hope

Brushed off
Crushed beneath my travel worn feet
Trampled into the dirt
Unrecognizable –
A part of the bleak landscape
Flat, colorless
A void in to which no one will follow

I go alone
But finding…

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