Dead End

Eyes of fire fill this road every night

The beacons, the headlights of every car

They shine, they blind, they fade, then morph to day

Mine stay dim, as I’ve given up the fight

 

I watch as many reach their EXIT sign

An inner light switches on and flashes

I watch as many reach their STOP sign

And it is dust to dust with their ashes

 

I remain unaffected night and day

My destination still remains unknown

If they asked me why so, what could I say?

That restless hearts don’t belong to a home?

 

An old coffee shop invites me inside

A kettle screeches a warning at me

In this place with no name, still I can’t hide

Too many ghosts in my way. I can’t see

 

A silver cross hangs heavy at my chest

Faded diamonds still wink with mocking hope

Perhaps the past will leave me and make rest

Forgive what they caused and the words they spoke

 

Lord, where does this journey end? Cease to bend?

When will this search cede to an end? My end?

 

Through every damn city, village and town

Every man becomes him; every woman is she

All the people I meet speak the same sound

Mirrored words; words you each offered me

 

Mistakes I made were settled by kneeled prayer

And now all my memories are pretend

Up ahead I see my final sign there

Thank God! Its merciful words read: DEAD END.

Reviews

[pinpen]

like the rhyme scheme alot, tis very moving. enjoyable to read.

[Mark]

Moving story and a great pace to this poem. Driving and writing are two of my favorite things. The sadness I see is to simply keep driving looking for some sort of end without enjoying the ride.

[kidd x]

I like this write so much. Sorrow and sad.

[Distant horizons]

Soulful, sorrowful words, beautifully written. Captured the sadness perfectly.

[ba_mcfarlane]

solitary and bleak, well executed as written because it is a little disturbing when read. nice