roads leading out
Posted: June 14th, 2012, 4:00 am
Roads leading out, out and away.
Into what
Into the unknown, the unknowable into the darkness that creeps upon you when you are least looking for it, but mostly roads leading away, away past all you have known and all you think you know,
away from your friends from your family from even yourself till all that’s left is the silence within.
That’s when it starts, a few scribbled sentences, a line or two here and there trying to capture the beauty, the moment, to freeze it as it flies by. An impossible task!
The words always come too late, fall too short, for the beauty fades before it is even fully formed and all your left with is the hollow sounding ring of the spent shell.
Ever aching,
ever longing,
ever looking to follow that road to its end but always winding up lost in the fog adrift, once again heading out.
Into what
Into the unknown, the unknowable into the darkness that creeps upon you when you are least looking for it, but mostly roads leading away, away past all you have known and all you think you know,
away from your friends from your family from even yourself till all that’s left is the silence within.
That’s when it starts, a few scribbled sentences, a line or two here and there trying to capture the beauty, the moment, to freeze it as it flies by. An impossible task!
The words always come too late, fall too short, for the beauty fades before it is even fully formed and all your left with is the hollow sounding ring of the spent shell.
Ever aching,
ever longing,
ever looking to follow that road to its end but always winding up lost in the fog adrift, once again heading out.
