I got really bored the other night and wrote a poem, and i think its' kinda cute... and it goes along with what I've been writin about in my xanga. Plus, I complicated my situation even more for a while, but I can't write about that, cuz i dont want to... anyways... Let me know what you think... Traveler The road begins straight and narrow All traffic directed with a one-way arrow The only obstacle was the length of her trip But she began strong with a rigid lip Further down that road she learns It’s full of twists and little turns Despite these curves she looks ahead Hoping and praying the end won’t be dead Opportunities pass to turn away To places where she wouldn’t pay The toll it demands at the end of the day Her cost is not paid in time Nor will it charge her wallet a dime The price she pays comes from her heart And the pain it feels when it’s time to part The blinders dangle from her eyes And her interests in those exits rise
The twists and turns become forks and tees Her journey’s paused and she falls to her knees Soft brown eyes drop tears to the ground Like a cold rain which falls around The hopes and dreams she fears are drowned Questions fill her cluttered mind Challenging what she plans to find They fill her vision with clouds of doubt ‘Till the road is blurred and scattered about They prey upon her dreams at night And violently persist in daylight They scream like curses, blocking thought Collapsing her character into a knot At last she decides this must be asked: “Will the short lived joy be enough to last When my time with him is in the past?”
What do you think?
xoxo, me
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