Highway

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by Twitch, Mar 8, 2008.

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  1. Twitch

    Twitch Member

    The night is young, as they say,
    but home is the only destination.
    With the beating of water on the car
    it's hard to concentrate on anything.
    The interior is luxurious,
    but it's too difficult to relax
    with the rank smell of cigarettes
    even if the window's open a crack.

    The rain obscures the road ahead,
    pouring down to blind the way.
    When they're impossible to read
    road signs can not mean a thing.
    A fine mist rises up from the back,
    and obscures the trail I've blazed.
    All it would take is one mistake
    and this dreary night would end.

    The lines on the highway disappear
    under the glare of lights on water.
    The windshield fogs from humidity
    and home is all I'll ever seek.

    The passing cars kick up a storm
    to blot out all sight instantly.
    It starts to feel like a bad dream
    with a way out that I can't see.
    The road begins to disappear again
    behind a low-lying stream of clouds.
    The exits all begin to fade away
    and the windows are all rivulets.

    I am sure that I missed my turn,
    I know that I'll surely be lost
    if I try turn this car around.
    I guess that home's in the past,
    but this road must lead somewhere.
    All roads appear to be one-way now.
    There will be no returning here.
    Everything disappears in this town.

    The lines on the highway disappear
    under the glare of lights on water.
    The windshield fogs from humidity
    and home is all I'll ever seek.
     
  2. ~PinkElephants~

    ~PinkElephants~ Senior member

    This is beautiful. Sorry took so long to respond:smile:

    Home....to find that would be serenity....
     
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