Poetry

Highways

Been driving forever
With tears in my eyes
While the sun sets
Wishing for your soul on my side.

The greens of the mountains
The grays of my days
The cool breeze on my cheeks
The cold grip of my nights.

These long drives
Both kill and breathe life
Both calm and chaos
To my grieving, dying heart.

I’m nearing my destination
I’m nearing the end
This winding road
Always leads back to one place.

Now I stand by your door
Wanting to feel once more
Wanting to breathe once more
Because at this moment
You’d see my head held high
But my heart has shattered on the floor.

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