Road Of The Dead

Road Of the Dead

Loneliness is a long road,
Where emptiness has traveled
To look ahead into nothingness
As the bumpy road unravels.
The fear of lifting eyes of sight
Shifting to a blank stare,
Of hallowed dreams that you once had
Now looking back it's hard to bare.
Casting a glance over your shoulder,
The shadows that won't die,
Where darkness meets the darkness
And every words a lie.
Swallowing the moments
Of times you should have cried
And saving all the moments
When you'd last seen a smile.
The swirling colors of the Mind
Have Turned to black and white
And the grayness that surrounds your heart
Is twisting you inside.
Looking down upon your feet
Your heart sinks even lower
and all the fear you've felt inside
Melts into the deepest sorrow.
Taking another lonely step
up to the road ahead
then turning your back on the darkened future
as you veer off the road of the dead.

By Windy Lisardo
June 10, 1994
Age 18