Back RoadsA Poem by ValentineBack Roads I wander the back roads to avoid the crowds, Not wanting to goad, other voices to be too loud. I search for complete silence and time spent all alone; My heart full of vengeance, to weak to ever atone. I crawl in the crannies, where no one has been; Hoping to be banned, from ever going there again. I live in pure torture, a soul... that only knows pain; No past or no future, just empty places I have lain. My mind holds no peace...my heart never is whole. I tell my thoughts "cease" , but find no rest for my soul. Why am I so different, than all the others I have known? Is there a way to repent, for all the chances I have blown? I am not completely cold, but something is lacking in me. My heart is a great hole, no way to fill it that I can see. Just what am I missing... what is it , I must live without? I could spend my life guessing, and still be left in doubt. Never ever finding...complete rest for my mind, I wander the back roads, a fool wandering around blind. I seem to seek silence, some precious time spent alone; My mind full of anger...almost too weak... to go on. If you travel the back roads, do not end up like me, Carrying life's heavy load, with eyes too blind to see. Valentine © 2016 ValentineAuthor's Note
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